"DEKU WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!!!" Screamed an angry Pomeranian as he broke down the door to our protagonists dorm room.
"W-what the hell?" He asked himself as he realized that the room wasn't surrounded in All Might merch. But was filled with band posters and filled with guitars and drums.
He walked further into the room and got to the bed when his foot hit a hard case. He bends down to see what it was and lo and behold, it was filled with CD's of some kind.
"Since when could that fucker write music?" He questioned, not noticing the rest of Class 1-A that was behind him.
"Bakugo!! What is the meaning of this?? This behavior is not hero like at all!!!" The resident robot screamed at his classmate as he karate chopped the air.
"Shut the fuck up. Did any of you know that Deku wrote music?" The class was stunned.
All except for a certain purple haired girl.
"It's really good." Kyoka Jirō announced suddenly, much to the surprise of her class.
"Jirō, you knew?" She nodded in response, "I caught him in the middle of writing an album and he had me help him write a riff for one of the tracks that he was writing." She said with a small blush, it was a well known fact by the rest of the class that she had a thing for the cinnamon roll but she could never get the courage to talk to him about it.
"What the hell, let's just go and see how good it really is." Bakugo said angrily as he and the rest of the class walked out to the common room and pulled out a disk that said "The Elitist One's."
It took a long time to realize and admit
That our words don't mean a thing, so keep talking your shit
How can we honestly live in fear
When everyone will die in a hundred years?
Respect, trust and loyalty
I've gave it out and I've taken it too
But what's the point when everyone
Will secretly think they're better than you?
This is what we have become
A self-absorbed population of scum
The vision of the future is like staring at the sun
God damn (God damn) the elitist ones
This is what we have become
A self-absorbed population of scum
The vision of the future is like staring at the sun
God damn (God damn) the elitist ones
This is what we have become
I've seen it all, there's nothing I haven't heard
Just stay at home and remain a coward
And swallow down that salt in your mouth
Because nobody gives a fuck what comes out
Respect, trust and loyalty
I've gave it out and I've taken it too
But what's the point when everyone
Will secretly think they're better than you?
This is what we have become
A self-absorbed population of scum
The vision of the future is like staring at the sun
God damn (God damn) the elitist ones
This is what we have become
A self-absorbed population of scum
The vision of the future is like staring at the sun
God damn (God damn) the elitist ones
[Guitar Solo]
One day we'll all regret
The things we've said
From here on out don't open your mouth
Show some fucking respect!
YOU ARE READING
He sings?
FanfictionWith Midoriya out of the country in order to gain further control of his quirk, Bakugo breaks down his dorm room door and discovers something he never knew about. It's your basic singer Izuku fic with my taste of music. I own nothing. Horikoshi K...
