Rule No. 1 | Katsuki Bakugo & Shoto Todoroki

2 | Blind Date Prep

"I just wanna say, I'm gonna win."- Katsuki Bakugo, UA Sports Festival (Last Year)

Chapter Two
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"LISTEN MAN, I have no idea why you're doing this. But this better not get us three expelled." The red haired boy sighed, facepalming slightly at the sight of his best friend.

The ash blonde haired boy merely ignored his statement- which was a first, given that he usually explodes wherever and whenever.

"Knife." Katsuki Bakugo held out his hand to Kirishima.

However, the redhead didn't comply. He held onto the knife tightly, sweating- he was a nervous wreck.

He worked too damn hard to be accepted to UA, and here he was, being an accomplice to a crime his explosive best friend was committing.

"Give me the damn knife, Shitty Hair!" Bakugo growled, facing the redhead.

Kirishima sweatdropped, slowly extending the hand that held the knife towards the boy. Bakugo snatched it and began to do what he wanted to.

"The least you could do is be quiet, Bakubro." The redhead scratched the back of his head as he looked around the dark, empty hallways of the dorm cautiously.

"We might get caught."

"It's 2 in the morning, who the hell would be awake at this hour?" The ash blonde boy snapped.

"We're awake.." Kirishima sweatdropped.

Eijiro Kirishima pursed his lips as he looked at his best friend who was busy trying to unlock the door of a certain dorm room.

He doesn't even know why the boy needed a knife for it. Surely, he could have done it with a hairpin like a normal person. But let's face it, Katsuki Bakugo is everything but normal.

"Damn it, why wouldn't it open?" Bakugo frustratedly growled underneath his breath.

Kirishima noticed something off with the door handle. He held out his right hand and twisted the knob, successfully opening it as he did so.

"It was open all along." Kirishima sweatdropped.

Bakugo cussed underneath his breath, "Yeah, yeah."

"Who even leaves their fucking door unlocked at night?" He questioned as he pushed past Kirishima and opened the door for himself.

There he was, Shoto Todoroki, sleeping soundly on his futon like how a normal human being should be doing at 2 in the damn morning.

Kirishima entered the room, following after Bakugo who was already inside.

He carefully closed the door behind him, leaving only a small space open so that he and Bakugo could easily slip out of the room later on. He stood by the door, on guard in case Todoroki ever woke up out of schedule.

Bakugo silently made his way towards the already-open laptop on the Half-Hot Half-Cold hero in training's study table at the opposite side of the room. And with that, he started executing his genius plan.

If you're a tad bit confused, let's rewind a bit.

Let's go back to eight hours ago, 6PM, when Kirishima and Kaminari were dragged out of the dorm building and shoved behind the bushes.

"Hey! Ow!" Denki Kaminari cried out when a twig got caught in his ear.

"What's the deal, man?" Kirishima rubbed his head, trying to ease the pain his fall on the ground had caused.

He and Kaminari were just helping Sato out with baking- not that they were any help at all- when this fiery ash blonde boy grabbed them by their collars and dragged them here.