Minutely Hero (Bakudeku)

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He doesn't know when it started, but since he started interacting with sensei and the yokais; with addition of Dabi and Mito. He was somehow not socially constipated as he thought.

Every morning, he would greet his neighbour, and run easy errands which they always rewarded him with food, money, or smiles. He kinds of loves the environment he lives in.

"Izu-chan, good morning,"

"Morning granny," He beamed at the old woman, she had a worried smile on her face, "Ah, did Satan's spawn run off again,"

The granny laughed at the name the younger gave the blonde Pomeranian, "Izu-chan, his name is Fckface."

"Granny, that proves that my naming is better than whatever you named the dog,"

She laughed once again, and promised him those precious dangos if he brought that beast by the end of the day.

Izuku continued his way to school, sadly he can't say the same thing about his school mates. Somehow, they were wary off him, for whatever known reason, he doesn't have a resting btch face, but they seem to gravitate towards his ex-childhood friend more than him, which was kinda weird; since he looked less scary than Kacchan. Especially, Kirishima he was infatuated with the blonde, calling him Bakubro and manly.

He snorted at the nickname, 'Braaaaat~'

Sensei whined in his head, 'What is it?'

'I don't want to go to schooool,'

'Huh, why?'

'That creepy mf is there,'

Ah, Aizawa-sensei, he nodded in understanding, "Well, as much as I wish to be separated from you, but yohooo,I need you there to activate my quirk~" he spoke aloud.

The hallway was empty of students, hmm was he early or late?

'It would be great if we can activate your damn quirk without you directly touching me, that way I can drink all day!' Sensei cheered at his idea.

The teen mulled over the idea, that was not a bad idea at all, "So, indirectly touching you, how does that work?"

'No idea~'

Ugh, Izuku cleared his head at the moment he has a class to enter, he greeted the weed seller in front of the class; the woman gave him a stinky eye.

So, apparently, he was late to class, Izuku bowed his head in apology and scurried to his seat.

He surely didn't like how the eyes of his classmates followed him, Izuku hates being put under the spotlight.

Lord, and sensei was shouting so loudly in his head, 'I HATE THIS CLASS!'

Izuku clutched his head, 'Don't shout!' he hissed. Izuku rolled his eyes at the hmph the cat released.

He wished that the day would pass sooner, he can't handle Sensei's grumpy ass, as he bristled each time Aizawa passed his seat. He looked over the clock which finally brought his some good news. Aizawa had given them the last 10 minutes as free time, the students were quick to joining their friends. He sighed as he finally could get some shut-eye, but the cyborg man was once again onto his shit, the vein that was throbbing on his forehead was threatening to burst.

"As a student in UA, you should always be punctual; as it reflects on your attitude on being a hero; shame on you,"

Izuku tried to ignore the other student, and he pasted a forced smile on his face; trying to be polite, but god please give him the strength, he was trying as hard as possible to reign in the cat that was fighting for his consciousness.