The secret of Platonics (Katsuki Bakugo x Reader)

C h a p t e r F o u r

         (Y/N) and her brother were walking to school. Usually they're both so talkative, but today was an awkward and silent walk. Her brother attempted to break the silence, but was interrupted with a microphone to the face. 

        "Could you kids tell us what it's like to work with All might? We know you guys are students at UA-" Before the woman can finish her sentence, (Y/N) shoved her to the side, and pulled her brother away from the scene as they walk onto school campus. "We don't have time for people like you. Go find something better to do than to prey around teenagers, pervert."

      The woman was stunned by the bold words from the firecracker student. Shit man, I'd be too. 

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      The MIdoriyas proceeded to take their seats, the same ones as yesterday. (Y/N) put her head down on the table. She ended tossing and turning, thinking about this entire Bakugo situation. She's allies with.... Bakugo? One of the people she hates the most? Definitely unexpected to say the least. How would her brother feel about this? Her mom? What would they think? The person who hurts them the most is aligned with the person they are supposed to love the most? 

    (Y/N) lifts her head up to feel the presence of Mr. Aizawa above her desk. She looks up stunned as her eyes widened to witness the tall man with the dirty grey scarf wrapped around his neck. She rubbed her eyes, and faced her head toward the desk. 

    "I apologize, sensai."

     "I see you didn't get a lot of sleep last night. You're one of the top students in class and you're already falling asleep on the desk. Sorry if my talking isn't good enough for you."

   "Sensai, I-"

   "Save it for later, Midoriya."

    (Y/N) slowly nodded her head, and sat up straight; giving Mr. Aizawa her full attention. She felt a sense of vision looking at her. She turns around to see Bakugo staring at her. Once the two make eye contact, the blonde boy looks way making a 'tch' sound. (Y/N) had that whole situation running around in her mind. 

      Students began to pass forms back to the classroom. Aizawa holds one of the forms up in the air for all of the students to see.

      "You all should have the forms on your desk. On the form, you will write down what kind of gear you want. This gear will be your gear until the day you retire from being a hero. Once the forms are handed in, you may head to your English class. I will be setting up appointments for all of you for when you can go in for measurements, which you will find out at Tomorrow's homeroom." 

   (Y/N) luckily, already knew what she wanted. She liked to keep things simple. She also wanted to get out of the classroom as fast as she could. She quickly wrote down on the form exactly what she wanted. 

   'Black body suit with pink hue strand down the shoulders and knees.'

   She got up,  handing her paper to Aizawa and quickly exiting the classroom. 

   Once she exited the classroom, she slowly leaned her back against the wall; giving her a moment of rest. She knew the other students were going to take a while so she took advantage of the time she had. Though she may not realize it, she wasn't alone.

   "Oi!"

    Of course.

    She looked up at the messy blonde, who was staring at her like she had four eyes. 

   "Yes, Bakugo?" she said with the expression 'tired' written all over her body. She was barely keeping her eyes open, and her body felt weak.