Yuki woke up in a familiar background. She was back in her room entirely clueless how she did so. Clearing up her mind she stood up and decided to prepare herself for her remaining class.
She was about to leave when the door to the entrance bursted open, revealing her bunch of rowdy classmates marching forth, Bakugou was in there too which made her all the more confused.
"Oh why are you coming back?" She asked the crowd of people whom in turn immediately turned their attention on her.
Iida, being the class president that he is, stepped in and answered his troubled classmate.
"Yuki-kun, Bakugou-kun already informed Teacher Aizawa about you, so you don't have to worry. Also, class has already ended, where are you planning to go?"
"It's 5?" She whispered, blushing tremendously when she finally understood the situation.
She was flustered. She threw her gaze to the ground trying to find some valid excuse to tell to her luck couldn't find one.
She returned her gaze to the crowd and saw Bakugou staring at her. It was unusual though, it felt like he was conflicted since he immediately averted his gaze, glaring at the ground, when her eyes locked with his.
She wandered her gaze back to their room president and decided to respond. "I just thought I could still manage to join the class. I didn't think of looking at the clock, sorry."
"Is that so? Don't mind it." He dismissed her after that and being the quirky girl that she is, she playfully saluted to it.
On the other hand, Bakugou immediately exited towards his room after that little eye contact he had with her. He entered the door throwing his bag on his bed and took off his leather shoes, leaving them on the side of his bed. He was spaced out.
He changed his clothes with his mind a chaotic mess. Just... he just didn't understand anything. Time and time again he kept repeating that he's not the type to back down and he'll always going to win, so why?
'Why am I the one to avert my eyes? And why with that girl?' he thought eyes glaring at the ground.
He has been like this the whole time. In fact, he even entered their room zoned out like a space cadet, only realizing he's in one when Aizawa slapped him in the head with his rolled paper.
He hated it. He hated being occupied with someone he doesn't really want to think about. Feeling something frantic in his chest, he sat on his bed resting his right hand on top of his chest absolutely confused on the abnormal beating of his heart.
This, this sudden rhythmic thumping of heart that has been coming out of nowhere, it really bothered him the most.
The annoying loudness of his heartbeat irritated him to his core. He didn't know what it was supposed to be for.
'Am I sick?' He pondered, certainly not sure of the idea but it is the only possible reason he could think of.
"Bakugou!!!"
Suddenly, his entire monologue was interrupted by a loud voice succeeded by a series of booming knocks on his door. He decided to ignore whoever it is until it gives up but there seems to be a no end to the person's persistence. So, he ended up opening the door to his room. Glaring at the person who just decided to take his non-existent ‘peace’ away from him.
"What do you need, Shitty hair?" He asked grumpily to the unneeded guest he have to painfully receive, though, up until now he didn't really welcome anyone in his place, well not if it's not by force.
Kirishima, the unwanted visitor, stood in front of his door wearing an overly bright sickening smile in his face which makes the other boy feel a bit exhausted by the useless radiance coming off of his fellow.
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Fall. (K.Bakugou ff)
Fanfiction"It was a fateful descent..." I said staring at him. "Yeah... You're clearly after me since the very first time we've met." He responded, a smirk pasted on his lips. "Hey!" BAKUGOU x OC Set in the Class A's third year in UA. ________________________...
