"Katsuki!"
A couple loud bangs were sounded through out his room as he sat up quickly. He grumbled while running his fingers through his devilish hair and swings his legs off the bed, standing up and walking to the door opening it with annoyance.
"What?" He spoke to his mother that was staring at him with crossed arms. "Look presentable, All Might and your teacher are here to speak with us." She left with that being said, but not after looking him up and down like something was off with him, though she couldn't figure out what exactly it was.
Katsuki closes the door without out giving a response, then walks over to his closet opening it while using his other hand to rub at his drowsy eyes. He grabbed his favorite shirt and some random sweats and made his way to the bathroom.
On his way to the bathroom, he could not ignore the fact something felt off about him. He looks down at himself to inspect if anything about him changed.
"Hm."
He stood there for awhile, but nothing looked odd, so he completed his task in walking into the room and changing into his new clothes.
He begun to tidy up his appearance, but he took notice of something different whenever brushing his teeth while looking into the mirror. He backed up a few steps and realized the clothes he is wearing are extremely baggy.
He was not for sure how that happened, but it was something that mildly inconvenienced him.
After finishing up and rolling up his now oversized pant legs to where they are not as awkward anymore, he walked out and made his way to the living room; where his parents and the two guest were conversing.
He sat down between his parents on the couch opposite from the visitors.
"We were told there was no cure. Wouldn't that make things confusing considering the girl-boy dormitory rule?"
The blond looked towards his father that seemed to continue the conversation without filling him in on the details.
"We have been settling down on something specifically for Young Bakugou, ever since the hearing of his ordeal." Toshinori explained.
His eye twitched at his presences going unnoticed.
"He will be in the girl area, though have his own schedule for bathing." Shota finished.
"What the hell are you talking about." Katsuki finally spoke up while leaning forward in his seat, not liking the fact they started to discuss something that had him involved, without him there to hear.
"They assigned dorms for your class. They were asking for our permission to allow you there." Mitsuki said, looking at her son while Masaru started to speak up as well.
"They won't start moving your things until next week, reason for that doesn't seem the need to be explained."
He groaned at the news.
So I have to be around those idiots 24/7?! He thought to himself, stressing over him being around them after his stupid transformation.
More was discussed on the topic, even a few smacks to the back of Katsuki's head when being disrespectful the entire time.
After a final word with Katsuki, the two men left with a final goodbye.
•
The little family was now sitting at the table, having a surprisingly quiet breakfast, until Katsuki face smacked into the table while pushing the food away from him.
This startled the other two into looking at him with confusion.
"You okay, Katsuki?" His father asked with worry, lowering his chopsticks, his full attention now on his son.
This only caused him to fold his arms over the table to cover himself more.
His mother places her utensils down, standing up then walking over to the side Katsuki was seated and sat next to him placing a hand on his back.
"What's going on?" She finally asked.
She only got a head shake in reply.
She let out a sigh and looked towards the more compassionate person in the room for help.
Masaru stiffened up at the sudden pressure placed on him and was about to speak, but stopped when Katsuki suddenly looked up slamming his fist onto the table with frustration, tears present in his raging eyes.
"Why the fuck am I crying over god damn food?!"
It was silent until Mitsuki covered her mouth to stop herself from busting out laughing.
The emotional phase didn't seem to stop at that, he was crying over the littlest things (As stated in the sheet that this is the time his brain is converting into the ones of a women's) to the point he just went to his room and glared at nothing after his mother finally noticed, and made fun of, the couple of inches he now lacked in his height.
"Hate it here." He grumbled under his breath.
Afternoon slowly came around and he heard his phone vibrate on his headboard/self, that was located obviously near his head. He reached for it and seen numerous messages from some of his peers.
He left them all on read.
Not izuku and Tenya though.
He just ignored them.
They are irrelevant.
He stayed in bed thinking about the disaster that comes tomorrow. He already feels the process happening and it only turned 7:20 PM.
He stands up, deciding to get ready for bed even though he does not want to sleep. He wants to prolong the wait as much as possible, deliberately knowing that is not how the quirk works and will knock him out when intended.
He took a shower and began his hygiene routine before heading to bed.
He sighs while laying in bed, closing his eyes as he got comfortable to sleep. Not ready for tomorrow.
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