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005

DON'T USE YOUR QUIRK ON CLASSMATES

it had taken a mere few seconds to conjure up a plan and set it in motion, and she was sure no one would want to miss it.

the whole class watched in shock as the boys entire demeanour changed, sparks that previous blaster from his tensed palms disappeared, hands now flat against his sides.

then his face, frown lines smoothed as his body relaxed, his mouth laid in a flat line. however his eyes didn't change, a look of pure rage was clearly still in play.

apologise.

"apologise."

looks of horror graced some of her classmates as the angry blondes head dipped into a small bow. "i'm sorry." his voice was quiet but clear, katsuki bakugo had just apologised.

izuku, front of the crowd, gasped lightly as the interaction, making a mental note to himself to write about it under y/n in his new notebook.

"i guess i'll forgive you." she replied condescending, rolling her eyes and allowing his body to raise his head again. her eyes shifted back to her natural colour as she smugly turned away and innocently looked to her teacher.

everyone, even aizawa, watched the rage return to bakugos face, the boy was turning a shade of red and might as well have had steam erupting from his ears. "what the hell did you do to me?!" he roared, y/n straight face didn't falter were she turned back to him.

"nothing." shrugged, she had shrugged. that was when bakugo truly began to lose it.

"how did you do that!?" he continued, making his way towards her sternly, his footsteps vibrating the ground beneath them.

"hmm, i don't know? maybe it's my quirk." her sarcastic tone resulted in bakugo lunging for her collar and bunching it in his fist. y/n felt her feel slowly lift off of the ground as the adrenaline pumped through bakugo's veins.

"don't speak to me like that, you're just an e-"

"god you sound like my mother." she cut across him and began faking a yawn when his grip got impossibly tighter, her air supply slightly being cut off made a breath catch in her throat.

"what cat got your tongue?" he laughed lowly, seemingly to himself as the class stood speechless at the altercation.

"we've been here a hour." one mumbled while the remainder realised this was as insight to the rest of the year.

y/n knew she could've escaped his grip, as she was pretty confident bakugo though the same, and yet here they were. "better watch yourself." she threatened while gracefully slipping out of his grasp giving the entirely audience whiplash.

he pushed her, the force kicked her to the floor but she remained unbothered, looking at him through her eyelashes. "if anything, you better watch yourself, extra."

"are you done?" she looked at the dirt that now rested beneath some of her nails, and if the class believed bakugo couldn't get any angrier, well, he proved them wrong.

her eyes flicked towards him before he could lunge at her to do something, pupils locking with hers the crimson began to seep into her iris's once more.

she had him, again.

help me up.

his hand reached out towards her, a helping hand. she took it smugly, taking note of it still being hot. i'll work on that.

she brushed the dirt off her uniform before finally releasing him once more.

bakugo being aware of how she used her quirk he was quick to look away, not being victim to her quirk once more. she laughed, actually laughed at him, only making matters worse.

bakugo swung his fist full throttle towards her face, intent was put into the punch but she simply dipped beneath his arm and placed her palm on his neck, her quirk active yet again.

look at me.

he glanced back at her as she now stood behind him to the left. his fists were still but small snarls continued to emerge as not even her quirk was strong enough to get him to a completely calm state.

stand down.

"stop." a voice ordered, the class sweat dropped at aizawa finally interjecting, forcing the two students to separate.

bakugo had surprisingly managed to compose himself, his mind too occupied on him practically losing a fight to some extra. his breath steadied as he came to terms with what had just happened before he lunged at her. again.

white bandages wrapped around both of bakugo's wrists, aizawa's arms crossed while he looked at the constricted boy then to the grinning girl. "i think that's quite enough, we are not to use quirks on classmates, is that clear?"

"yes sir." she nodded as if she hadn't been a main factor in the situation that had taken place five seconds prior.

the adrenaline had finally began to wear off as she felt a tingle in her hand, looking down to the palm she had taken bakugo's hand with the skin had began to peel off, burnt. how had i not realised?

the burn had began to blister, some blood seeming from a few cuts, she began to feel the heat from the burn as her bare flesh was exposed.

it had hurt her without realising, she was amazed as she had never had so much adrenaline from a fight mask a wound completely. and it wasn't even a fight.

next time i'll have to be more specific in my orders, tell him to cool off a bit.

she chucked quietly to herself as she thought of other ways to use her quirk on the boy, knowing he will blow his lid every time she releases him.

she was brought back to reality when bakugo began to shout once again. shocker.

"heh? it's not my fault! she used whatever the hell that was first! i was only protecting myself!" the blonde began to attempt to justify his own actions but failed after being reminded of the fact he had laid hands on her first, first to throw an unsuccessful punch, and had scorched her hand with his quirk.

"well for whatever this was, you've earned yourself detention, friday, both of you."