Surviving Teen Life and Villains, A Guide with Myra Bonét

4~ The Audacity

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Of course.

Of fucking course.

Of all the places the fucker could've lived, it had to be two streets down from her.

They took the same train, got off at the same stop, walked the same streets until she went one way and he went the other.

The goddamn audacity.

Well, she knew it technically wasn't his fault. But still, she couldn't help but feel angry as she threw her schoolbag on her bed.

She hated him. She hated his guts and his elementary bully tendencies. His face made her angry, and it didn't help he reminded her way too much of some old "acquaintances". Yeah, she never did have great taste in men.

The fact she could feel his eyes staring into her head the entire walk made her want to smack someone upside the head. Preferably that stupid blonde douchebag.

But still... Still she couldn't bring herself to totally hate him.

Yeah, he was attractive, she'd be stupid to ignore it, but there was something else. Something that she later realized was the want to  help him at about 3 am.

So laying there, splayed out on her bed, listening to her mother yell in the living room, she felt the urge to help this asshole who obviously didn't want the help.

Whatever. It wasn't like the feeling would still be there in the morning.

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3 days later - USJ Incident
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Yikes.

That was all Myra could say.

3 days of ignoring the fact she wanted to be friends with this dumbass pompom.

Maybe more.

No, shut up brain, she scolded herself. But now as she stood next to him she had to hold back from making a quip about his expression as he listened to Aizawa.

As Aizawa was about to section them off, a cloud of purple smoke surrounded them. Out of instinct, Myra backed up against Bakugou. He stumbled backwards as well, readying himself for a fight.

Within an instant the cloud swept them up.

Vertigo coursed through Myra before spitting her out onto uneven ground. She stumbled out, regaining her balance before being smacked into by a larger body. They both fell to the ground, spitting a string of curses.

"Get off me!"
"Fuck off! "

Myra shoved Bakugou off, glaring at him. She noticed a hand extended to her and took it, pulling herself up with the help of Kirishima.

"Ugh, where the hell are we?" Myra glanced around, trying to assess the situation.

"We're under attack." Kirishima muttered softly.

Bakugou scoffed, beginning to walk across the uneven and destroyed floor. It looked like they were stuck in some abandoned and wrecked building.

"Thanks captain obvious." He muttered, stopping abruptly as the purple gas swarmed them again. As it cleared, a new circle of what looked like thugs surrounded them.

"Shit fuck." Myra whispered, clenching her fists and leaning into a fighting stance.

She heard the crackle of sparks and rocks rubbing together, assuming the others activated their quirks.

One circled the three of them, almost predatory. "Well well, I think we'll make quick work of these.... Kids."

He grinned at them, Myra trying to asses what his quirk was quickly.

Bakugou was the first to speak.

"Let's beat their asses."

And Myra was finally happy to listen to him.