Unwritten √ BakuDeku

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Ochako Uraraka; also known as the queen of pop. She'd fucking assassinate you if you took her place off from the billboard. Nonetheless, her bratty attitude never deterred with her fame and fortune. She got numerous promotions from the boss of RedMark, it was quite obvious she had no trouble controlling herself around the dual male. 

Her beauty withheld nearly everyone besides Katsuki. He knew exactly what the hell she was up to and what her plan was this entire time with the company. Her looks never had him tied around her finger, rather it had him staying nowhere near the women in her early twenties.

She was pure evil.

...

The brunette walked down the wall and into the room that had multiple people with it. It just happened to have Katsuki, Deku, and of course Shoto. "Do you know where I can find someone who designs bulletproof dresses? Could I just Google it? Search on Etsy?" 

This was one way to introduce yourself with a first impression, that was for sure. "Cause, I really need to know before five o'clock..." She wobbled onto the desk, staring at Shoto with fatal gazes, lancing into his heart.

Todoroki lent her an unusual look before sliding Deku his printed papers that had lyrics along with them, "What for, exactly?"

"Uh, I may have gotten into a mishap with someone."

This wasn't the first time something like this had occurred, "Anybody in particular that I need to keep an eye out for? Would you like someone on your side when leaving today, I can always give Kirishima a quick call?"

She shook her head. She hated the idea of someone watching after her while she went home, crossed the street. Yet, there could be a hit and run anywhere if you thought about it. People were awful when it came to famous Idols.

"No thanks, I just need to not get myself killed. You get it, right?" Her eyes were pointing towards Izuku with a lifted eyebrow, putting forward the question of whether or not he knew about these sort of things.

Deku looked around, in case she was talking to someone behind himself that he just didn't see enter the room. "Uh," He paused, looking back at her with a puzzled look written along his face, "No, I have no clue, actually."

She sighed before giving her attention back to Todoroki. Shoto just shrugged, "Then I can't do anything for you."

She soon left the room as quickly as possible. 

Katsuki rolled his eyes and leaned farther into the chair with a sigh escaping his dull pink lips, "Are bulletproof dresses really a thing?"

Shoto nodded, sitting down across from the two men, "Believe it or not, yes." 

Katsuki put up his eyebrows in surprise. He then swayed ahead into the spiraled table to get a near look at the papers he had put out for Izuku, "That's fucked up."

The blonde's eyes scanned the verses and nodded to himself with impressment. This was better than what he had ever come up with in his teenage years. Due to him being pretty good at it back then, this was shocking. 

Few people just had skills.

"Midoriya, we can get this song out by the end of the week if we work hard around our scheduling. Does that sound good to you?"

Izuku nodded and clutched the papers before standing up and heading for the door with Bakugo right behind him, "Sounds great, I'll record some tonight if that's alright?"

"That's perfect."

When the males made their way out of the room, they began to stroll down the hall cluelessly. "How come that girl was so..."

Bakugo cut him off, "Bitchy? Don't know."

Izuku swiveled his eyes. "You could have said that differently, y'know? A lot of people are gonna start taking what you say out of context."

"Like I care?" The blonde cackled.