Light in the Shadows [Bakugou x Fem! Villain Reader]

Chapter Six- USJ

(Y/n)'s POV

The clock continues its soft ticking, however, each movement rings through the air. 

At last, dawn breaks and a thank you note is left in my wake. It isn't long before the lights began to flicker on and the cars slowly travel the roads. A nice, peaceful morning. 

The apartment door is open when I arrive, much to my displeasure. 

So much for peace. 

"Hello Crusty."

"Hello Clumsy," a raspy voice responds. 

Upon further investigation, the villain was draped on the couch with a smile. 

"I thought I'd give you a warning about your school adventure today–"

"Make it a surprise."

The door to my temporary room slams shut and the conversation is put on pause. After a quick shower and wash up, I feel slightly ready to deal with the day-- or more accurately, the people I have to deal with during the day.

 The cool cloth of the school uniform practically sucks the warmth from my skin as I fit on the skirt and walk out into the kitchen.

"Do you really wear that?"

...

Here we go.

"What's wrong with it?"

Slightly bothered, I grab a water bottle from the fridge and throw him a blank look. It would only make him satisfied if I reacted. A moment passes and a familiar scratching noise fills the emptiness.

"It's plain."

"A school has boring clothes!?"

"Shut up."

A smile tugs at my lips when he glares.

"Are you always so annoying with the heroes?"

A lavender spear of light flies in his direction, yet he dodges with ease.

"Try not to die before I kill All Might," he grins, heading for the door. The door slams shut and at last, peace and quiet.

The trip to school is quiet today. Well, as quiet as it could get when the walk is through a city. My first realization, however, is that someone is waving. More specifically, they are waving at me.

"Mina?"

"Hey! We have that field trip today, remember?"

Oh.

The bus's engine whirrs and waits as some students pile on.

How exciting.

—----------------------------------- Time Skip —--------------------------------------------

Disaster zones tower towards the ceiling and circle the dirt-floored middle. Clearly, this is a group activity....

Suddenly, I'm ill. Cough. Cough.

"Hi! I'm Thirteen!" A walking marshmallow greets Aizawa in the middle of the room, waving us over with that obnoxiously large glove. A fake smile tugs at my lips as they turn that orb-looking helmet in my direction. "Today, you all will experience different situations where you'll practice search and rescue techniques!"

The class listens eagerly, holding onto every word as if their lives depended on it. The marshmallow drones on and on.

I wonder if boredom can be physically painful.