Bakugo went to school the next day.
He knows that his friends weren't expecting it when he walked in, hands clutching his bag.
They all looked at him and they stopped chatting.
Todoroki and Shinso were off in their own desks and doing work, but the other idiots were gathered together, probably worrying about yesterday.
He wonders how he looked when he was there in the middle of the busy street.
Peaceful?
Bakugo sits down, taking out his work and doing it even though it's due today.
He had been doing other things yesterday so he couldn't really do his work, or he could, but his mind was all over the place so he wouldn't have done it right.
Distantly, he wonders if that's what Shinso and Todoroki are doing, too. And if they are, why are the other idiots not?
The rest of the class is looking at him, too. He can feel it.
Bakugo saw enough of the videos to know exactly how disgusting and horrible he looked in them, so he can't really blame them for staring, but he still didn't like the eyes on him.
He already has to deal with people seeing those videos without his consent. He wonders how many people are going to be judging, looking at, and talking about him.
Having a normal high school experience is not going to be possible with everything that's happened.
The muttering around him is getting to him. He can't stand how they whisper about him when he's here. If they want to say something about him, they should say it to his face.
Well, that's what Iida does. He's not one for gossip. He's more of a 'right in your face' type of guy and Bakugo respects that.
"Bakugo!" A hand chop. "Please be aware that I will still fight you with everything I have!"
This four eyed loser is okay.
"Alright, Four Eyes. I'll beat your ass today in training."
Iida smiles and nods. "You can try."
And he leaves after that.
The muttering still continues as Iida sits at his desk and studies. He probably did the homework last night because he had a normal night.
After thinking about work, Bakugo remembers his is not even halfway done, so he goes to do just that.
Right as he does so, Mr. Aizawa walks in and starts homeroom immediately.
"Everyone shut up and sit. Now."
The class listens, and looks up, Bakugo included.
"We all saw the broadcast last night. Just know that if I hear you talking about it, it's straight to Nezu's. You got that?" He asks, and activates his quirk for intimidation purposes. It works every damn time.
Just as quickly as he came in and said that, he stopped talking and left, meaning they had a catch up day in homeroom.
It's probably because of the broadcast. Aizawa knew that it was everywhere and maybe not a lot of the class had been able to get their work done. Or maybe he knew Bakugo hadn't.
Who fucking knows but it was probably the broadcast.
It doesn't fucking matter, anyway. Bakugo will just take advantage of this time and keep his grades up. That's what he can do. Maybe the only thing he can do.
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FanfictionBakugo scoffs loudly and scowls. "Are we gonna be fucking stuck together for that shit?" The man nods. "Yes." Bakugo's fists clench so hard, even Todoroki is afraid he's going to break them. "I thought we were friends," Todoroki says. "Fuck you,"...