Opposites Attract

Chapter 4

 It's Monday morning, I woke up at 4 AM, and sighed. I think about going on a walk again. However, I decided to study, knowing that class today would be HELL if I didn't do something. I have at least four different assignments to complete before 10 AM, so y'know. Fun. I make coffee first, and grab a bagel to eat before starting. I notice Denki passed out in his bed, his laptop still open. He must have crammed after I fell asleep last night. We forced Denki to chill the rest of Saturday night, and all of sunday. Well, I guess almost all of Sunday. I closed his laptop fully, and put it on his desk. Which he literally never uses. I chug my coffee and get to work about 4:13 AM.

'Finally-' I shut my laptop, turning in my final assignment at 7:21. I don't have much else planned except for class. I guess I should also text mom an apology... I grab my phone and opened mom's messages. I stare at the keyboard for a solid minute, then turn off my phone. 'Probably not a good idea...' I stand up stretching. I grab some clothes and get dressed. I double check my bag, making sure that I have everything I need for my classes. After I've done that, I wake Denki.

He groans. "What time is is?" He mumbles.

"8:00. I know it's a little earlier than usual, but I have to head out now." Denki sits up and yawns.

"I got a solid 5 hours than. Now that's impressive."

I hand him a mug of coffee. "Yeah, even though if I were to tell Mina about your studying last night, your ass would be grass."

He takes the coffee and sips it. "Yeah I know. But you would never do that to me." He smile and gives puppy eyes. "Right?"

I laugh. "Right. I am not the type."

Denki smiles. "Thank you! I'm gonna stop by the cafe tonight with a friend. So expect my beautiful face."

I nod. "Right. Well see ya later." He nods and I leave, closing the door behind me. Over the weekended I didn't leave the dorm much, other than to go over to Mina's dorm to grab some of her clothes and crap. So, I didn't get the chance to see Bakugo, like I wanted. 'I don't even know if he's going to speak to me today.' I hum to myself, guess I'm about to find out. I get in the classroom to it being empty, well other than the teacher. I nod a hello, and take a seat towards the middle back area. I take my phone out and start scrolling through social media. After a while, I notice someone take a seat next to me. "Ah, Hey Mina-" I pause. Noticing the blonde hair. I cough. "Sorry- I thought you were someone else." I say and chuckle. Bakugo looks at me, then looks down. He doesn't say anything, which is fine. Of course.

Five minutes till class, and Mina is still not here. I check my text messages, and see that I have one from her. It reads, 'Hey Kiri, I'm sicker than a dog. Won't be able to make it to class. SEND ME NOTES PLEASE!' I respond a sorry and of course. So, I'm sitting next to Bakugou, a boy who either glares at me like he's mad at me, or doesn't respond at all. I take out my notes and a pencil, ready to learn. Before to long, Bakugo says, "Oi Shitty Hair."

I look over at him. "Yeah?" 'I wasn't expecting him to talk to me-'

"I was wondering if you have a pencil? I was in a rush this morning and forgot one." He's caught off guard when I smile and nod.

"Yeah, mechanical or...?" I start digging around my bag for the pencils.

"Doesn't matter."

I settle with a standard pencil and hand him it. He doesn't say thank you, just takes it and starts writing. The lecture begins, and I make sure to pay close attention to catch up with some of the work. After a while, I look over at Bakugo and is starstruck. Now, I swear that I'm straight. I think. Not digging into that at all actually. But the way this blonde looks right now should be illegal. For one, he's relaxed, his hand resting on his chin as he writes down the notes the teacher is talking about. I assume he has music playing due to his phone being opened to music. My face redness and I look down. I seriously have no clue what's wrong with me. 'Maybe it's just that I find him really cool, so that's why I keep on creeping on him.' I nod to myself, and start paying attention again.