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The banging on the door was excruciatingly loud and agitating.
"Get up! We don't have all day!" The door swung open and an angry blonde haired male in a shirt and baggy jeans, throwing a jacket over his shoulders, brushed passed the girl in his door frame.
"I told you to be ready 30 minutes ago! We're going to be late!" She started jogging, passing him up.
"I just got your message. Jeez."
The duo got to the commons, slipped on their shoes and dashed out the door in a hurry to the train station before it was too late. Surprisingly, they made it onto the train before it took its leave without them. They both sat down on the seats of the train, Y/n getting this eerie feeling once again as she sat.
Brushing off the feeling as she heard Bakugou speak to her. "So, did that nerd agree to going to that thing with you yet?"!
Glaring at him from the corner of her eye, she scoffed and straighten her posture. "He did actually." She said quickly and matter-a-factly, tossing her hair arrogantly.
"No he didn't. You're a fucking lia-" He was interrupted before he could finish.
"Don't swear so loud! And I'm not lying!" She said in a hushed manner. "He said that he would love to go with me actually..." Trailing off as hearts slowly started to cloud her vision.
"You're such a liar."
"I'm not lying!" The hearts almost immediately clearing away of her vision.
"Yeah whatever." Bakugou slapped the back of her head, making it fly forward to where she was looking at floor. She yelped before covering her mouth quickly from the pain.
"Why would I need to lie?" Rolling her eyes she turned around in her seat and looked out the window whilst rubbing her head.
"I don't know? So that you don't have suffer the humiliation of me figuring out that you asked out the nerd and he rejected you."
She scoffed. "He wouldn't do that even if he did say no. Like I said, he's sweet." A small blush appearing on her face. Bakugou turned around to look at the girl who stared out the window.
"Oh hell no. Don't tell me you're crushing on the fucking ne-" he was interrupted for the third time in the morning by a slap that cut across his nose onto his forehead. He yelled an "Ow!" And held his nose in pain.
"Stop swearing!"
"Ugh. You could like anyone but you decide to like him."
"Stop teasing. I don't like him like that. I look up to him in a way, you know?" Turning back around to sit correctly in her seat before the train stopped.
"Yeah right. You know, I'm so great that there's barley anyone I can look up to. They should be looking up to me if they want to flourish like I do." He smiled cockily and rested his ankle on his knee, throwing his hands behind his head, slouching.
"As if anyone would want to look up to you." She said rolling her eyes whilst standing up seeing as the train was coming to a stop. "Come on so we aren't late."
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Going on stage was the hard part. But staying was yet so easy. She could stay and play on a stage with people watching her from the audience for hours on end. She felt accomplished, she felt important. Although when she took her first stepped onto that stage with all eyes on her she felt so shy and timid, but she could never really show that part of her to her onlookers. But, even with the countless amount of times she taught, had her picture taken, the amount of times she was awarded and praised, it all never felt the same as when she got that standing ovation when she finished doing what she loved most. Piano was her passion and she never got tired of it. She only wished to spend the rest of her life doing what she loved and spend the last moments of it doing the exact same thing.
"Contestant number 28. Y/n L/n please step to the stage." Someone said over a very loud speaker as Y/n started to make her way onto the stage. Her bow shook slightly in her hand as she held it in the same hand as her bow. She was granted a round of applause before it died down slowly and a bright blinding light stung her eyes immediately. She walked what looked comfortably and with ease. But her body was full of nerves and she started to feel rather anxious. Her face held straight.
Anyone could be in the, no not the her audience. She was standing in the middle of a very large stage, in a very large building which was known for its beautiful atmosphere and structure. There was vague chatter keeping the room from being completely silent. The judges sat before her writing somethings down and quietly talking to each other, avoiding the microphones that sat in front of them on their table.
Y/n stood in the middle of stage silent and her head held high but her eyes hung low. Her violin and her now still being held tightly in her hand. The nerves continued to consume her, she felt as if they were stalling. Waiting for her to crack. But she pursed with her ever so serious gaze that made her hard to recognize. Y/n stood still, no fidgeting, no jittering, no messing with her fingers, she just stood still. Becoming impatient she began to look beyond to bright lights that strained her eyes and tried to make our faces in the crowd. The room was very large, so it would be hard for her to spot Katsuki who was probably standing on the back wall or in a corner somewhere.
To her luck she was unable to see anything. All of the people behind the light just looked like black figures, even the judges. She then-
"Y/n L/n-" she was cut from her thoughts and brought back to her present to realize that she was on stage about to preform. "Your information is customary and accurate, you may begin. Your time starts now."
She almost immediately took her bow from her hand and brung her hand with her violin up to her chin resting somewhat comfortably on it. She lifted her bow to the strings of her violin and took a long deep breath. Taking in the the smell of fear, excitement, anticipation. Breathing it all out. She closed her eyes and did it once more to get out all of her uneasiness out of her system.
