Solitary (Katsuki Bakugo x Reader)

Chapter Thirteen - Good Luck, Competitors!

After school. The last week to prepare for the Sports Festival, all of Japan was getting hyped to see famous first years of Class 1-A take on the biggest event known to man. The infamous villain attack on the school gained the students immense popularity, and with fame came its haters.

"U-Uh.. WHAT'S GOING ON?!", Ochako exclaimed.

You were about to walk about, only to see millions of students crowding your classroom specifically. You raised your arm in a threatening manner.

"If I don't get a pathway in the next five second, I'm blasting cold water on all of your asses!" You just wanted to go home already, it it was clear these kids were blocking everyone from doing anything.

"These guys don't like us already, (Y/n)! Please don't give them another reason to hate our class!", Izuku pleased.

You didn't care if they liked the class, but if they think they can just bombard the room and give you no escape then they have another thing coming. Reluctantly, you put down your arm and the chattering of the crowd outside the classroom continued.

"No way out! What're they here for?!", Minoru cried.

Katsuki walked passed him, looking the most pissed out of all of them.

"They're scoping out the competition, duh, small fry. We're the kids that survived the villain attack." Katsuki gripped the one backpack strap that's over his shoulder and made it by your side.

Something about the two of you now facing the crowd head on made the different classes outside of 1-A's classroom anxious.

"At lease now you know what a future pro looks like. Now move it, extras!"

"YOU CAN'T GO AROUND CALLING PEOPLE 'EXTRAS' JUST BECAUSE YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THEY ARE!", Tenya exclaimed.

You rolled your eyes, nudging Katsuki's shoulder. There was one student in this crowd above everyone that had just amount of balls to step to Katsuki just as much as you would. His lavender hair stuck out like a nail, eye bags under his eyes that stared unimpressed by Katsuki's introduction.

"So this is Class 1-A. I heard you guys sound impressive, but you just sound like an ass."

The male finally made his way to the front of the crowd. You crossed your arms, raising an eyebrow at this kid. "And you look like shit. You ever go to sleep or you just stalk this class like everyone else seems to be doing?"

The male frowned at you, then brought his attention back to Katsuki. "Is everyone else in this hero class delusional, or just you? I'm sad to come here and find a bunch of ego maniacs."

Who was this guy? And what goal or point was his trying to prove here? And why did he think it was okay to ignore you like you weren't here? It was like he was trying to get under someone's skin. And it clearly wasn't you he was aiming for.

The lavender haired male rubbed the back of his head. "I wanted to be in the hero course too, but like many other's here I was forced to choose a different path. Such as life. I didn't cut it the first time around, but I have another chance.. if any of us do well in the Sports Festival the teachers can decide to transfer us to the hero course. And they'll have to transfer people out to make room."

Your eyes widened a bit. Now you saw who he was aiming for. He says he wanted to go to the hero track, which meant he tried out for the entrance exam. Whatever quirk he has doesn't suit the exams needs, and there was only one person here who got in based on luck, something he didn't have the privilege of.

He was going after Izuku. He's the only one who doesn't have a handle on his quirk, but this guy should know better. Izuku had a spark unlike any other, and it wasn't going out anytime soon over quirk that hurts himself.. as crazy as that sounded.