By the time you'd finished unpacking, decorating and hiding a few things, it had been nearly two full hours and you were starting to get hungry. So you decided to ignore the slight voice in the back of your head telling you to curl up with your favorite stuffie and watch cartoons and head down to the kitchen.
You opened the fridge looking through the foods you had placed in your designated section, settling on a small microwave pizza. As you watched the small pizza rotating in the microwave, you heard someone else enter the room.
Now, him.
Him, you recognized. Then again, who could watch the sports festival and forget him?
Katsuki.
Fucking.
Bakugou.
You'd watched him win the sports festival that year, and you'd be lying if you didn't find him at least a little bit attractive.
Ok he was sexy as hell.
And there he stood, wearing a black tank top which dutifully displayed his muscled arms and hung loosely off his broad shoulderd, and shorts revealing every defined detail of his lower body, his ash blond hair pulled up into a ponytail in the back, allowing his crimson eyes to take the part as the highlight of his face.
Beautiful, you thought watching him russle through a few bags of chips in the cabinets. He settled on a bag that had the words 'extra spicy' on the front, it wasn't from his section of the kitchen but you decided it was better to leave him be. Just as you turned back to the microwave, Bakugou turned and looked straight at you.
"Oi."
You turned and his ruby eyes met yours.
"You're that new exchange student, right" You only nodded in response, a panic beginning to set in. You'd gone through a lot of scenarios in your head while preparing for the transfer, but one factor you forgot about was how goddamned beautiful everyone in this school was.
"I'll warn you, get in my way and I'll blast you straight to hell. Got it?" If his glare could cut through stone, you were barely a blade of grass in comparison.
"Mhm" You had to fight the urge to flirt with him, he didn't seem like he'd be too appreciative of that.
With that he grabbed a can of Red Bull from the fridge and left the room. As soon as the microwave dinged to tell you the pizza was done you grabbed it and made a B-line straight to your room. Deciding that it was safe to enter the little space as you grabbed your favorite stuffed bear and a paci before pulling up cartoons on your laptop.
YOU ARE READING
Space Boy
FanfictionY/N is an American exchange student at UA High School. Although his quirk is powerful, it also takes a powerful tole on him. How does he cope? With a mindset known as the little space. Y/N has never slipped around anyone else, and he intends to keep...
