Bakugo x Y/N (reader)

Angry Pomeranian

"HEY!"

You flinch in your seat at Bakugo's overbearing loud voice.

"It's you, isn't it! From the hallway!" You hear a chair screech from being shoved back and Bakugo stomps over the few feet to your desk and stands intimidatingly over you. "I THOUGHT I SAID IF I EVER SAW YOU AGAIN, I WOULD KILL YOU! So what the hell, ARE YOU DOING IN CLASS!"

You glance up to see his angry bright red face. You can practically see the angry steam rising from his ears. Alright, that's it! I've had enough of Bakugo yelling at me for no reason!

"What the HELL is your problem?!" you snap. "I haven't done anything! You're the one who ran into ME, remember? So stop trying to intimidate me and just leave me alone!" Your breaths are heaving and you angrily exhale through your nostrils.

"THATS IT!!!" Bakugo slaps your desk with a hand and leans down to your level so you're face to face. "You and me outside, dammit! LETS GO!!!" he emphasizes his words by jabbing a finger in your face and then at himself.

Your eyes grow furious and you slightly rise from your seat so you're looking down on him and slap your hand on the desk next to his. "Will you just sit down and shut up and leave me alone! You- you- You angry Pomeranian!!!" You struggle with your outburst with what to call the stupid jerk because you are so angry at him.

"Angry Pomeranian?" Uraraka comments thoughtfully, studying Bakugo, "Yeah, I can see how that works."

"AHAHAHA, ANGRY POMERANIAN!!!" Denki, Mina, and Kirishima are laughing the hardest. Tears streaming down their faces as they clutch their stomaches bent over in raucous laughter. The rest of the class laughs in a normal, more subdued, socially acceptable manner and even the reserved white and red haired boy lets out a small chuckle.

The class rep, who you learned from Uraraka is named Iida, launches to his feet and waves his arms about in a commanding manner, demanding that the teacher could be here very soon so we need to settle down. "Quiet down!" Iida shouts. "It is not acceptable for future heroes to behave in such a manner!"

"Hey, simmer down, class rep. We're just having some fun!" the purple grape haired boy calls out to him.

"Mineta, you need to be more respectful when speaking to your class leader!" Iida admonishes.

Mineta crosses his arms and pouts, muttering, "Yeah, whatever."

If Bakugo's murderous look could blast you where you sat- it would. He breathes heavily and his chest rises and falls with barely contained anger. "What the hell did you just call me?" Bakugo says to you in a low voice that is somehow even more menacing than when he was yelling his head off at you.

You don't answer him and just meet his murderous gaze with a stony expression, arms still crossed over your chest.

At that moment, Aizawa enters the room, long black hair a mess and looking like he hasn't slept in days. You know who this teacher is because you saw his name and image on the UA website, while you were looking up who your teachers were last night. "What in the bloody hell is going on in here?" Aizawa says sternly.

All the laughing suddenly stops and Iida immediately sits down and Mineta straightens in his chair. Mina and Denki are still laughing, Kirishima managed to pull himself together right as the teacher came in. Aizawa walks to the front of the class, and it is only then that you notice the yellow sleeping bag he is dragging on the floor behind him. Aizawa shoots his glare to Mina and Denki and they do their best to sober up. "What is going on in here? I could hear the racket you were making from all the way down the hall." Mina and Denki lower down into their seats looking sheepish, finally managing to pull themselves out of their laughter. Next, Aizawa sweeps his disapproving gaze over to Bakugo.

...Who hasn't noticed because he is still too busy glaring at me.

"Mr. Bakugo. May I ask what it is you are doing out of your seat?"

Bakugo grunts.

"This isn't over," he mutters so only you can hear before turning away reluctantly to go back to his seat. "Better watch your back."

Oh God, what the hell is wrong with this boy?! You scoff when he leaves. As if. It should be him, watching HIS back.

"Anyways," Aizawa's glazed eyes look out boredly over the students as he aimlessly scans the classroom until his eyes land on me. "Now that that's been settled, we have a new student. Y/N just transferred here today and will be the newest addition to your class." Everyone cranes their heads to stare back at you and all of their gazes are friendly except for one.

Bakugo glares at you and his gaze is so red hot it sends shivers down your spine. Of course, you don't let him see that though. You put on an unbothered expression and don't linger on him for long as you sweep your gaze around the room, taking in all the students.

"Now, moving on, we will continue with what you should expect from the basic training exercise that will be carried out tomorrow in the North Forest. Class rep?"

Iida explodes out of his seat, engines whirling in his calves, ready to carry out whatever the teacher needs, "Yes sir?"

"Please, distribute these to the class. And the rest of you follow along while I brief you on what to expect."

Iida bows respectfully and accepts the stack of papers. Then proceeds to speedily hand one out to each student. You watch Iida in awe at the speed he displays using his quirk while he carries out his task. When he finishes handing them all out, he sits back down in his seat and turns his attention back to Aizawa.

Wow, that guys quirk is really impressive. You focus back on Aizawa's speech and look down at the paper Iida handed you as you follow along and take notes. You forget about the unpleasant encounter with Bakugo and class seems to fly by.