𝐎𝐇 𝐍𝐎! ᵇᵃᵏᵘᵍᵒᵘ ᵏᵃᵗˢᵘᵏⁱ

━ chapter twenty one

All week Kirishima and I walked with Bakugou back to his house, greeted his parents and went to his room or to his kitchen to study. I was still slightly mad at Bakugou about what happened on that Saturday morning but we haven't spoken about it since. Kirishima sensed the annoyed emotion circulating me, but obviously thought it was normal. 

Soon enough it was time for our written exam.

I stood outside the one-a classroom nervously staring at the door. Every time my foot stepped forward, I turned and walk in a full circle before standing in the exact same position as before. I go to take a step forward and turn as I had done several times before, except this time I smack into something hard.

"Spinning in circles won't stop the test from happening." 

I look up at the blonde boy, who was looking at me. "No but maybe I'll trip and smack my head so I won't have to do it." I smile. The boy chuckles slightly and rolls his eyes. He walks past me and straight into the classroom.

Everyone's eyes snap to us in fear, thinking Aizawa was here. Collectively, the whole class sighed in relief. I slumped in my seat, Bakugou sitting beside me. "So..." I turn my head slowly towards the four students basically lying on top one another as they stared at the two of us, feigning innocence. 

"What were you guys doing out there?" Kaminari suggestively asks. I smile sweetly, "Plotting your murder, Denki-Kun." The boy snaps his eyes back to his blank desk, nerves doubling.

Bakugou lets out a quiet breathy chuckle and looks back to the front of the class.

"Alright pencils down."

I squeal excitedly and look towards the happy looking boy diagonal me. "I actually answered everything Kirishima-Kun!" I exclaim excitedly pumping the air. He smiles brightly at me, swinging an arm around my shoulder and we both turn to Bakugou. "Yeah, thanks Bakubro- you really helped us out." He smiles. "Shut up, shitty-hair!" Bakugou sneers at the boy.

The class of one-a stood in front of the group of teachers. "Considering there's a stupid odd number of you guys. There'll be one team of three and that is... Sero, Mineta and Kumiko." I look up in annoyance. "Why am I-" Aizawa glares at me and I immediately shut up. "If you wanna go to the training camp, don't make any dumb mistakes." He informs.

I glance over to Sero in worry. 

As the first few people begin to start their exams I stalk over to Sero and Mineta. "Thank god we're with... Midnight!" Mineta cries happily. I frown my eyes at the small boy. "Please, Mai! Tell me what she's like every day!" He clutches onto my thigh. I look at him in disgust- kicking my leg. 

I look up to Sero. "Your best bet would be to tape her arm as quick as possible. If she can't pull her sleeve down we should be fine." I inform. The boy nods, "What if she gets us before then?" He asks. "I think I've built up a good enough tolerance towards her quirk." I inform, looking towards the building in front of us hearing faint yells and explosions.

Before smiling brightly and looking back to the two boys. "She used to use it on me to get me to sleep when I'd cry or when I couldn't sleep." I point at myself proudly. "And now, I'm amazing at holding my breath."

Sero laughs and nods. "Perfect. But basically, this is completely reliant on me?" He asks. I shrug, "I can probably leave you two alone and run around alone, but that's not very heroic." I explain. "But if it comes down to it, I'll have to leave you guys." I say dramatically.

We start in the arena and I look around cautiously. "Remember the plan, Sero." I remind. He nods to me, pushing the button to close over his face shield. "Hopefully I won't smell it through this." He taps his head gear. I giggle and nod. A tug at my hip made me glance down in annoyance at the purple boy. 

"What?" I hiss. "You haven't given me anything to do." He informs. "Oh, right." I look the boy up and down. "Uhh, scope out the area?" I answer. He nods and walks ahead. "Got it!" I laugh to myself and walk after the two boys.

One thing about me getting used to Midnights sleeping quirk- she got used to the fact I could hear certain footsteps. Approaching a clearing of rocks, we stop in middle and I place my hand on Sero's stomach to stop him, unintentionally feeling his abs. "Uh- I-" I drop my hand before shaking my head. "I think I heard footsteps." 

The three of us look around warily, before I turn behind us, noticing the teacher directly behind Mineta. "Sero- Mineta!" The boys turn around. "Look out!" Sero calls, shooting his tape towards Mineta and flinging him away. I turn sharply, watching the boy go flying. As I spin back, Midnight was removing Sero's headgear. "Sero- don't breathe!" I dive at the boy- covering his mouth and nose with my hands. 

His eyes widen as he watches my eyes slowly flutter closed, a drowsy feeling coming over my body. Before I knew it, I was slowly sinking into Sero's body and arms. 

I wake up slowly. My eyes fluttering open and I smell an unfamiliar scent. I push myself up, realising I was on top of a certain boy. His face was below mine, soft snores coming from his mouth. I look around quickly, realising I was still in the exam. How long have I been asleep? My eyes snap to the exit behind us.

I look around carefully, before standing slowly. My face red from the position I was with the boy below me. I grasp his arm and fling it over my shoulder. Pulling him towards the exit, I look back before I step over the line. Is Mineta still out there?

I sigh in annoyance. "Sorry for this Sero-Kun!" I give the boy a shove, dropping him from my shoulder, throwing him over the exit line before looking back into the arena. The sign with the principal above us flashed to him with a thumbs up and before I knew what I was doing, I was running back into the arena to save the annoying, perverted boy.

Taking a deep breath, I ran quietly through the fog. Loud footsteps sounded throughout the arena. Focusing on the noise, I raced towards the noise.

In less than thirty seconds, I found the boy running towards me, away from Midnight who was stood not far behind him. I grasp onto his collar- lifting him and sprinting out of the arena.