Secrets and Masks | Bakugo Katsuki

11

Miruzu moaned as she stretched her limbs. The bed was comfortable, she had slept like a baby after taking that bath. She went out of the room and saw Bakugou in the dining hall.

It was almost 5 am.

"Hey, sparky," she greeted. Bakugou slowly raised his gaze at her, he scowled. "Morning, what you doing?" she asked, perking up behind him.

"Coffee," he rasped out as he put the hot water he just boiled to his mug. "You want some?" he offered to her without looking at her.

Bakugou could feel her breath against his nape. It was hot and warm and it made him shiver at how close they were.

"Mhm," she nodded and sat on the bench as she flopped her head down, "Maybe you're not so bad on mornings," she said with a smile lingering on her lips.

"Tch," Bakugou replied.

He suddenly couldn't help but think what his mornings would be like with her--- he shook his head and almost immediately stirred the coffee with such intensity that some of it splashed on his hand to make him wince.

Her classmates soon followed out of bed. They immediately drooled at the sight of coffee. They sighed in content and relief when the coffee had hit their throat and the caffeine started to kick in.

It was already 5:30 am when they went out to see that their teacher was already waiting for them. They were wearing their PE uniform. Miruzu's hair was tied up in a bun as she put her cuffs on sleepily.

"Good morning, everyone" Aizawa greeted them.

"There's nothing good in the morning," Miruzu muttered as she adjusted her cuffs as they felt heavier but Miruzu was thinking that maybe it was because she was still sleepy despite drinking coffee. "Today is the day your training camp really begins."

"The aim of this training camp is to increase everyone's ability and obtain the provisional license that goes with that. To prepare you to face the hostilities that will come your way. Give it your best," Aizawa said.

"So, Bakugou," he looked at him and threw him a ball just like the first day in U.A. Bakugou caught it smoothly. "Try throwing that."

"Is this from the test?" Bakugou asked.

"Your previous record right after you enrolled was 705.2 meters. Let's see how you improved," Aizawa remarked. Miruzu had no idea about the matter.

Bakugou went in place and started to get ready. He circled his throwing arm. Miruzu stood there and watched as their classmates cheered for him.

"Well, then," Bakugou smirked. "Here I go. Die!!!" he shouted as he activated his quirk to use his firepower to throw the ball into the air. Wind came onto their face as he threw the ball.

"709.6"

Everyone gaped at that, they had thought that it would have been further from Bakugou's previous record. Bakugou gritted his teeth in annoyance. He had thought so too.

"It's been three months since you started school. After various experiences, it's true that you've improved but only on a mental and technical level and some increase in stamina, of course." Aizawa said. "But as you saw, your quirks haven't improved very much."

It's already been three months? Miruzu had thought. She thought it just had been weeks.

"Starting today, we will focus on improving your quirks."

Aizawa started to grin.

Miruzu wanted to die. She wanted to just die and then respawn from the dead when this training camp is already done. Miruzu was in a cave, far away from Tokoyami's to not make Dark Shadow to react to her quirk.