REWRITING ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ | ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ

63

zip your mouth shut.

5:30am

"good morning, ladies and gentlemen! today we will begin training camp to increase your strength in earnest. the goal of this training camp is to increase everyone's strength and, with that, for everyone to obtain their provisional licenses. it is to prepare you all to face hostiles that are becoming more real by the minute. proceed carefully. so bakugo, try throwing that."

aiwawa tossed the blonde a softball. it was y/n first time seeing him since their mineta exchange.

"this is from the fitness test..."

"your previous record, from right after you started school, was 705.2 meters. let's see how much you've improved."

"oh so we are checking out progress?"

"since a lot has happened in these past three months, huh? maybe he can throw it like a kilometre or something now!"

bakugo swung his arm, holding the ball, round and round. presumably stretching to avoid any dislocations.

"do it bakugo!"

"then.." the boy rasped, here i go...go to hell!" a large explosion came from the boys hand as the ball left his hand. by the time the ball had hit its optimum point it was merely a dot in the distance.

"709.6 meters."

"huh? it's less than i thought..."

it's been about three months since you started high school. through various experiences, you all have definitely improved. but that improvement has mainly been at the mental and technical levels, with some increase in stamina. as you can see, your quirks themselves have not improved that much. that's why we will work on improving your quirks starting today. it'll be so hard you'll feel like dying...but try not to actually die."

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"i love love you momo, you're like my sister." y/n slurred her words for the second time in two days. and the class was sure that it was apart of her side effects.

y/n had been told to see how many people she could control at once. and to also practice her manipulation without any sort of contact.

"my 'motions come out." y/n fell into momo's arms and burst into a fit of giggles. "you like roki, you like roki~"

"y/n!" momo slapped her friends arm harsh enough to get her to stop, yaoyorozu had a growing blush on her cheeks after doing so. "you can't say that out loud."

"is this you admitting it mo? you know that's fine..." she gestured the girl downwards, quietly whispering in her ear. "i am the perfect matchmaker after all. i'm cupid. you and todoroki. ashido and kirishima, and even...jiro and kaminari. mind blown!"

y/n had never thought of it to be apart of her quirk, but with each of her assumptions just like the ones she had just made. they had always been right.

"how about you and bakugo?" momo seemed to take advantage of your drowsy state, and now claimed to not be proud of it.

"what? me and him...well you see momo yaoyorozu, in the summer-" y/n began but her collar was dragged backwards, pulling her away from her best friend.

"train with me, weakling." bakugo said in a low, quiet voice. not wanting anyone to overhear.

"katsuki! hello!" she greeted, louder than she had intended and even louder than he would have ever wanted.

katsuki?

"you really want to try that again?" he asked, hands on his hips as he thought back to their time in training, her back pressed it the mat.

"you know...katsuki~, i didn't-"

somethings not right.

"what's wrong with you? there's something up with you weakling. you're acting all weird." he claimed, all while pointing a finger at the girl.

"no, i'm-"

"y/n." a gentle and familiar voice called. "y/n there you are, bakugo i'm sorry i must take her off your hands. she's overused her quirk to the point she's spilling secrets left, right and centre."