^ Chapter 12 ^

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HELLO PEOPLE





I FINALLY UPDATED SINCE FOREVER






VERY SORRY 'BOUT THAT.




BUT ENJOY THIS SHORT CHAPTER, ILL NE UPDATING MORE :-)

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^first person pov - Izuku Midoriya ^
      I woke up to faint running noises from the hallway. How long was I asleep? I checked the time and it was 9:00 A.M; Jeez, I almost forgot that we woke up real early to come here. I got out of bed and put my red shoes on, heading to the first floor to see what was happening.

     "Stop touching things, Dunce-face, you'll screw it up more than it already is!" "Oh come on, I'm trying to help!" "Little reality update, off-brand pikachu, YOU'RE NOT!" "It's not all his fault, Bakugo, you insisted on someone to be 'useful,' here and help, and you had to say it right in front of Kaminari-" All I could see from this distance was a lump of students trying to resolve this sort of problem. As I started to get closer, students stopped trying and just moved away from my place, just letting me go through with ease? Maybe they thought I could solve this. Once I got through the small crowd, there stood Kacchan holding Kaminari by his collar, as the blonde tried to budge off of his grip, and Mina was currently trying to pull Kaminari away from Kacchan.

  I stood there in amazement, but also surprised that I was surprised, since this is sort of a weekly thing that happens.

"Uh, what's going on here?" All 3 looked at me, as if I just solved the problem. Looks like I didn't really need explaining since they were probably fighting over something pretty dumb. The crowd started fading away as Kacchan calmed down a bit. Don't get me wrong, I like him, but he needs to tone down his anger a bit.

^ Third person POV ^

At this point, the little overly pronounced "fight" was over, all settling in ways. Kaminari went to hang out with Sero, while Katsuki was sitting on a one person couch grumpily. Izuku knew that this wouldn't be the best Idea, however ignored that Idea and went to go talk to the blonde. "Hey, what got you so worked up over there?" The greenette asked. Katsuki hadn't moved a muscle, nor talked back to Izuku. Instead, he just sank into the couch more than he already was. Izuku took a long sigh and sat on another couch next to his, resting his face over the palm of one of his hands.

"That Idiot just doesn't know when to stop when I tell him to." The blonde finally had said something, but decided not to make eye contact with Izuku. The greenette reacted to his sudden answer, not expecting to do so. "Well that's Kaminari for you, can't change who he is." Katsuke then nodded and a moment of silence began.

^ 1st person POV - Katsuki Bakugo ^

I should at least start talking to him more than just ignoring him if I really wanted to get closer to him.

Katsuki was obliterated by his emotions, still grudging the denial about his feelings towards Izuku. He then sat up, his back more straightened, while his arms dangling from the sides of the couch. 

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".. What do you plan on doing these last two days?.." . . Was that too obvious of a question? I should have asked him something more insulting, it's not like me suddenly talking to him like this. Deku hadn't fazed a bit, but rather straightened his attention more to me. "I'm not sure, that depends on what the rest of the class might be doing."

His response was short, but not monotone enough to show that he was little by little getting more invested in the conversation. Bakugo's face started to ease from his regular scrunched up, grouched face.. Whatever you want to call it. His face somewhat molded into Shoto's monotone resting face, which is something you probably wouldn't see coming from someone like Katsuki.







Word count: 664

Kill me right now. IM SUCH A HORRIBLE AUTHOR . I cant even use "school" as an excuse anymore . 💀

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