04: ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ-ɪɴꜱ

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        "Good word on yesterday's combat training. I saw the video and results." Aizawa stood at the front of the class, stacking papers neatly on the podium. "Bakugou, you're talented, so don't act like a kid."

         Bakugou glared at the teacher, but settled for grumbling quietly instead of shouting, "I know."

         "Midoriya."

         The green haired boy flinched.

         "You settled it by breaking your arm again, huh?" Aizawa sighed. "You can't keep saying you can't help it because you can't control your quirk. I don't like saying the same thing over and over. As long as you fix the control issue, there's a lot you'll be able to do. Feel a sense of urgency."

         Despite being scolded, the young boy looked happy to receive feedback. "Yes sir!"

         "And finally, Kirishima."

         Kirishima jolted when he heard his name, not expecting to be singled out at all. "Y-Yes?"

         "This should have been a given, but if you aren't feeling well, step out of the training. You have three years to better yourself, don't risk your health for a single practical class."

         "Got it..." Kirishima hung his head slightly. 'That's right. Yesterday I started feeling dizzy because of the distance limit with (Y/N).'

         He glanced at his school bag. If anyone looked at it, they would think nothing of it. However, Kirishima could see the small opening he left, as well as the black fur peeking out slightly. To make sure nothing like yesterday happened again, he and (Y/N) had struck an agreement. So long as he stayed out of trouble and remained hidden inside his bag, (Y/N) could accompany him to school.

         'It's weird smuggling a cat into school, but I don't really have another option...' Kirishima sweatdropped. 'Should I get a hood made into my hero costume to hide him in or something?'

         "Now, let's get down to homeroom business." Aizawa spoke, interrupting Kirishima's thoughts. "Sorry about the late notice, but today, I'll have you decide on a class representative."

         "It's actually a normal school activity!" The class sighed in relief.

         Kirishima was the first to raise his hand. "I want to be class rep! Pick me!" He grinned, shouting above the noise of the room.

         "Me too!" Kaminari chimed in.

         "I want to do it, too!" Jirou raised her hand as well.

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