bakugo x y/n: a modern romance

chapter 1: excuse me?

I was riding a train in Tokyo, mentally organizing my plans for the day. I was also singing Bo Burnham's Jeff Bezos x ABBA remix; that annoying song had been stuck in my head all morning. To be fair, it was a bop.
"Zuckerberg and Gates and Buffet, amateurs can fucking suck it, fuck their wives, suck their blood, come on Jeff hit it! *hums abba transition*"
"That's not how the song goes", a voice interrupted "It's 'fuck their wives, DRINK their blood' not 'suck their blood' " they continued.
"Well... you know what... whatever." I retorted and began picking my nails. "Now you just ruined the vibe."
"At least I'm not 'vibing' to a song that I don't even know the lyrics to," they said with a slight smirk on their face.
"Bitch- who hurt you; I was literally singing a song and your ass suddenly became compelled to correct me. What are you, Tenya IIda from UA High?" I argued, visibly pissed off. I then got a better look at the person. We were around the same height, maybe he was a bit taller, and he had spiky blond hair and red eyes. He looked a bit like... "KATSUKI BAKUGO!!!" I screamed.
"Stfu dumbass do you want the whole city to hear?", he said shushing me.
"As if they can't see the number #1 pro hero walking around my guy- what did you expect🤨"I said still shook asf.
Now I had his attention. He fully turned around, and gave me one of the most ferocious glares I've ever seen. His eyes judged me harshly, as he slowly looked me up and down.
"Damn bro, chill out," I thought.
"Tsk, have you even considered the idea of why I'm in my pro hero suit, idiot?" he questioned.
"Ummm... no." I shook my head low key intrigued as to why he was.
"I don't know... maybe it's cause I have a mission at the moment??? And now you may or may not have blown my cover all because I corrected you over a dumb song!" he said, enraged asf.
"Well then maybe you shouldn't have been such a bitchy karen and went to the lengths of correcting a fucking stranger🙃" I shouted, getting angrier by the second. How is it my fault that this mozzarella cheese ball head lookin ass might have compromised his mission because he chose to compromise my vibe???
"Whatever, you rat. Just stay out of my way from now on." he muttered, clearly disturbed by the fact that I cursed twice as much as him in one fucking sentence.
But now, I was mad.
"EXCUSE ME??? WDYM A RAT?? I'M THE SAME HEIGHT AS YOU FIRST OF ALL, AND SECOND OF ALL, I'M NOT THE ONE WHO PUTS 10 POUNDS OF HAIRGEL INTO HIS HAIR TO GET IT INTO THE PERFECT SPIKY TINFOIL BALL SHAPE! ZONT PLAY, I AM NOT THE ONE!" I shouted.
Instead of replying, he just stood there. I couldn't tell if he was shocked or internally laughing, but I had enough. With one last "Hmph", I sat back down in my seat and turned my attention to the window next to me. I unpaused my music, which had been previously paused, and tuned out the world around me. I was so disconnected from reality, that I didn't notice the pair of red eyes burning a hole through the back of my head (not literally lol although i feel like he could.)

first chapter guys!!! lmk what you think😍