youre [not] a burden [DISCONTINUED]

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"Bakugou!" The extras yell towards me.

"NO! FUCK OFF!!" I hissed and took off running.

After a good ways away, I stop in the middle of the sidewalk. Panting slightly.

"Damn extras, always crawling to me to hang. Fucking losers," I grumbled, letting a string of curse words out.

"Bakugou!"

I turn around to the unfamiliar voice.

Oh, it's just her. She runs towards me, stopping beside me.

"What did I say about that?" I scoff at her.

"Oh, yea! Sorry Lord Explosion Murder!" She smiled.

"That's better," I click my tongue, straightening up and walking home.

She followed after me.

"How long are you going to be following me around?" I asked still trying to get away from her.

"Well, until I have officially become your friend!" She smiled wider this time.

Damn smiley face.

"Like hell, you can do that!" I smirk at her and she just stares at me.

"What?"

"Is that a challenge?"

I widen my eyes but slowly go back to smirking at her.

"Hell yea it is! Your challenge is to become Bakugou Katsuki's friend!"

She stared at me with those big eyes.

I growled at her, "Stop staring at me with those big eyes."

She squinted at me.

I snorted at her attempt to make her eyes smaller.

"Fucking dumbass," I quickened my pace.

And she kept up with me.

"Hey, Bakugou!" She pulled on my sleeve.

I sighed, "What?" Turning to her.

"Want some?"

"Huhhh?"

I was forced to turn around by the pull of my sleeve.

I notice the row of vending machines and the dumbass was bouncing up and down sticking her finger towards the machines.

Like a kid.

"Why the hell would I--"

I'm pulled harshly towards the vending machines.

"The fuck do you think you're do--"

She pulls me again, and I almost tripped.

I catch myself before I fall.

"I want some!" She lets go of my sleeve.

"YOU IDIOT! WHY DID YOU DRAG ME ALONG THEN?! YOU TRYING TO TRIP ME?!"

She completely ignores me and places her hands on the glass peering inside the machine.

I scowl even more at her.

I grumble to myself as I hear a few button pushes from her general direction.

I hear clanking and she is now in front of me. Holding a bag of chips, probably wanting me to take it.

"I said I don't want any," I growl at her.

"Yea I know," she shoved the bag at me and I swiped it out of her hands.