Studying you ~TodoBaku~

Chapter 8: detention is the teacher's way of saying well done

Katsuki Bakugo

...Shiori had been my everything. My first love. He'd been on the basketball team at high school, and I'd sat next to him in class, and that was it. It was...only a few months ago actually that we broke up. Our relationship was always...shaky, and I was nervous about progressing it. He had a habit of going out with his friends and getting really drunk, then inviting himself into my house, something my parents really disliked. He obviously didn't remember any of it, and was always confused when he woke up in my bed, but I was still cautious.

It was....maybe three months into our relationship when it'd all fallen to pieces. It had been another usual night, he was out with his friends, getting drunk, yada yada. But this time...he didn't come to me alone.

Yup. He brought a fucking hookup to my house, and fucked him right there next to me, as I lay silently crying, unnoticed by either of them. I was watching my boyfriend fuck someone, how the fuck was I expected to keep it together?

The hookup left quickly, and Shiori fell asleep, all 6ft 3' of him slumped on my bed next to me, totally unaware of my presence. The next morning, I called him out on it. He fervently denied it, but I knew what I'd seen. He begged, he pleaded, but I kicked him out, his whining meaning nothing to me. He'd done the typical arrogant jock thing to do and taken my caution for granted, disposing of me for someone willing to submit to him.

My parents were pleased, giving me the cliched "we never liked him anyway", but I was distraught. I barely left my room for a week, not even to study. My...our whole plan was ruined! And what could I do? It wasn't my fault, was it? Because I said no to him when he tried to seduce me, he goes out and finds someone who'll say yes...is that my fault?

I made a decision at the end of that stressful week. I decided to never, ever trust a jock again...

...that lasted about 4 months.

I stared down at the piece of paper in my hand, seeing the squiggled "Shoto Todoroki ❤️" on it, above his phone number. I folded it in half and tucked it into my pocket, grinning like a Cheshire Cat, before trudging off to my class. I was late, but who cared? I had detention anyway, right? So why bother being good?!

Still though, I noted down everything I had missed from my daydreaming earlier, as well as the new information, and stayed seated as the class was dismissed. The old man handed me a piece of paper and said "I must pay attention to Sir. Just the one side, since it's your first time being here. I'll be back in twenty minutes, be done by then."

Well this was fucking easy. I finished it in about five minutes, my quick writing skills paying off here, and whipped out my phone. I figured that Todoroki would have finished practice by now, so I decided there was no better time than to drop him a message

Hey, it's me.

Hi me, I'm Todoroki!

I'm going to slice
your spleen

I have a feeling that'd hurt,
so I humbly apologise.

You ditch detention then?

Nah, just finished the
task early.

So boring! Seeing as you're
done, just leave!

The old man will
murder me!

...fine, better idea. Is the door
unlocked?

...uh, yeah?

Cool. Be there in five ☺️

What?

Hey!

Bastard?

Number 9?

Todoroki?

If that's you at the door
you're dead

Who's "you?"

are they hot?

Your spleen, hand it over

"Nah, I'm good" I heard him say as he opened the door, and I went over and smacked the back of his head, stretching up as high as I could to do so, and responding "what the fuck are you doing here?"

"Well, I was gonna walk you home and nag you to answer my question from earlier, but since you didn't ditch detention, I couldn't!"

....damn my well-behaved self!

"...how could I have known, huh?!"

"Oh. So you would've ditched if I'd told you?"

"You're very good at putting words in my mouth!"

Put something else in there please-

"You inferred it, not me. So....shall we go, or what?"

"....fine, but you'd better explain to the old man if he gets mad at me!"

"Don't worry, I'll handle it!" He said a little too eagerly, and we walked out of the door, me cowering a little behind him. I found myself constantly peeking at his face, a little sweaty from his practice. He obviously hadn't showered today, but didn't smell worse than earlier, using enough deodorant to mask his scent. Whether that was what I wanted or not remained to be seen, but he did the job of bonking my horny little mind as he pushed my glasses back into place, once again alerting me to the fact that they were out of place.

"Your glasses always do this?"

"Yeah, too fucking big. Doesn't matter, I'll get used to it."

"Never said it mattered. It's cute, they make your eyes look bigger!"

"....shut up" was the best I could muster, and he just hummed, and we quickly approached my dorm room. He chuckled and said "damn, thought you lived further away...", to which I just said "yeah....."

Finally, my determination solidified, and I said "hey.....when do you wanna go for dinner", the words that pushed all of my bad thoughts about jocks right to the back of my mind, making them seem like mere jargon in the face of common sense, which right now meant "Shoto Todoroki"

"Um....tomorrow sound good? Meet here at six?"

"See you then" I curtly said, before dashing away from him. I bolted into the unlocked room and collapsed on the couch. The blond idiot I lived with came into the room and said some horrifying words.

"So...who's he~?"

"I'm gonna kill you!
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Kaminari and Bakugo are gossip queens, I stand by this.

Also date night tomorrow?

Fact of the Day: fuck Shiori. He's an asshole 😌.