𝐇𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐢 『Bakugo Katsuki』

◆Chapter 13◇

"We're here."

Miyuki looked up from her balled up hands at Aizawa's announcement. He was standing at the head of the bus, looking over all of his rowdy students.

"Stop messing around."

"Yes, sensei!"

Miyuki exhaled quietly, finally glad that he intervened.

The bus ride was anything but quiet, especially the latter part when the conversation's topic diverted to Katsuki.

(Fifteen minutes ago...)

"Well, if you're talking about flashy and strong," Ejirou said, turning to the ash-blonde and Miyuki, "It's gotta be Todoroki, Bakugou, or Shizuka, though, huh?"

"Bakugou-Chan's always mad, so it doesn't seem like he'll be very popular, though," Tsuyu said. Miyuki sighed, knowing what was coming when she saw the boy tense up –

"What the hell!" Katsuki shouted, standing up in his seat. "You wanna fight?!"

"See?" Tsuyu asked.

"We haven't known each other that long," Denki commented, "So it's pretty amazing everyone already knows his personality is crap steeped in sewage." Miyuki's nose scrunched at the imagery.

"What's with that vocabulary, bastard?!" Katsuki exploded. "I'll kill you!"

""Let's maintain some decorum, you two," she told them, then turned to Katsuki who was angrily looking at her. "Sit down, Bakugou-Kun."

"Don't tell me what to do!" He yelled, trying to intimidate her.

Miyuki sighed, closing her eyes as she massaged the bridge of her nose. When she looked at him again, her eyes were aglow.

"Perhaps I didn't make myself clear," she said assertively, facing him fully. "Sit. Down."

Shoto hadn't raised a finger, but an icy silence encapsulated the bus as everyone watched their stand-off with bated breath and quiet fear.

Even Izuku was scared, hearing her speak like that again.

Katsuki made a sound like a feral wolf before sitting himself back down. Miyuki's eyes dimmed and she turned to face her other two classmates.

"I apologise for that, Asui-Chan, Kaminari-Kun," she said, bowing deeply. "But please - let's refrain from using insults and making foul comments about one another."

"Sorry, Miyuki-Chan," Tsuyu said apologetically. "Call me Tsu-Chan."

"Yeah, sorry Shizuka-Chan," Denki said, rubbing the back of his head in shame of upsetting his future wife.

Miyuki smiled in acceptance of their apology before sitting back down beside Izuku.

"Yuki-Chan," Izuku called out gently – and cautiously. "A-Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Miyuki said with a reassuring nod. "Thank you, Izuku."

(Currently)

She wasn't fine.

She glanced at Katsuki. He was still seated as angrily as fifteen minutes ago. Feeling someone's eyes on him, he turned to look at her – before settling into a glare and looking away.

Miyuki let out a quiet sigh, looking down at her hands folded in her lap. She didn't go to U.A. expecting to make a lot of friends, and not so many enemies, although she was aware of how competitive the hero course could be and that the chances of her finding a friend other than Izuku were seriously low. But now, looking at how things were going, that didn't seem like it would be the case at all.