𝙁𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 ♡

iii. bakugo? more like bakuhoe,

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆

Narrator's Pov :

Standard lessons went smoothly. It was basic subjects you learnt while in home-jail. You already knew a lot of it, so you knew what you had to do. The lessons went by quickly, and after, a teacher instructed us to change into our P.E uniforms. Once you had changed, you walked to the field, maintaining a distance from everyone. Once again, your eyes caught Bakugo's eyes. 

Bakugo's Pov :

That bitch. Why does she keep staring at me? I stared back at her and she didn't even glance away. I'm gonna blow her up. Who the fuck does she think she is, staring at me like its nothing? I let out a small growl and walked over to her. "Oi, listen here you fucking loser. Unless you want to be blown up into bits and pieces, stop staring daggers at me. You don't know who you're messing with." I explained it to her dumbass while her expression remained mediocre. Feeling pissed, I demonstrated how I'll blow her up. I let out small explosions on my palms, and pretended to throw it towards her. Heh, that should teach her. Fucking bitch. I was gonna walk away, but she didn't even flinch. I wanted to see her cry. When I looked at her, she had a slight smirk on her face. My thoughts consisted nothing more of murdering this loser right here and right now. I let out a growl and almost charged towards her, but she just... walked away!?!?! AFTER FLIPPING ME OFF!!!!???? I'M SO GONNA DESTROY THAT MOTHERFUCKING BITCH.

Narrator's Pov :

You had other things to worry about other than a lil blonde kid who had wayy too much sugary cereal for breakfast. He didn't scare you at all, you were just more intrigued by him by the minute. The thing you were worried about tho, was a quirk assessment test. Aizawa sensei didn't inform you about this. He said something more about the one whose last will get expelled, but you couldn't care about that. You were trying not to be the first place. 

You were 7th. You don't know how, but you managed to suppress most of your quirks. Heck, you didn't even have to use your quirks. Your raw strength was enough to pass most of the tests. When you were trying to find a corner to sit down and just go to sleep honestly, a loud voice interrupted you. "Oi, you short loser!" you tried to ignore it and just fall asleep. It called out again. "You're no better than me! Try and fight me, you useless piece of trash! I came second, just so you know!!" he then pointed at your face. He had a powerful quirk sure, but sleep was more important to you. You just wanted him off your back.

"You're getting too cocky, calm down you dog. You won, what, like 6 times as a kid? Now that's gotten to your head. Get a reality check for all I care." you yell back, while poking him in the chest with your index finger. The next thing you know, he grabbed your finger as he squeezed it, gritting his teeth in rage. Nobody even dared to look at him in years, yet you were here, yelling at him. He did not like that. 

"LISTEN HERE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT. I AIN'T DONE WITH YOU, THIS IS NOT THE END! NO WAY I AM LOSING TO YOU. I'M BETTER THAN ALL OF YOU, I WILL BLOW UP ALL OF YOU IF NEED BE. I WILL BE NUMBER ONE, JUST KEEP WATCHING YOU DAMN EXTRAS!!" He yelled even louder.

"Damn, you hedgehog lookin bitch, sit down. I've had enough of your loud ass. Stop yelling at me before I shove your hand so far up your ass, you physically can't sit for the next 3 weeks." you yank your hand away from him, and walked away scoffing. The nerve of some people. You could see that he was very shaken by that, and that just made you smirk. 

Maybe this new redeemed citizen thing wasn't so bad after all.

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