|[Prettiest Thing]|

Suprise..?

(I won't be using any ballet terminology because I know it's very confusing for non dancers. Instead I will be simply explaining what she does in this chapter. :) )

Tchaikovsky was playing loudly from the studio speakers. The blue haired girl was standing in front of a big mirror, her arms in a big round oval shape above her head, feet pointed inside her almost dead pointe shoes and a black leotard with thin straps which hugged her slim curves.

As the music continued playing, Juun started dancing around the room. Her arms were strong and looked so graceful while her legs did all sorts of high extensions. A high leg kick. Some running. A split jump. And then came her favorite. Pirouettes.

She stopped in the middle of the room, lookin at herself in the huge mirror before bringing her arms in to yet another oval shape in front of her chest area. She spun around. And Juun spun fast. Her right leg was out to the side while her left one went up and down with a bend to the knee every time she back back around. Then she landed perfectly with both her knees in a bend.

Juun continued with some fast foot work and a big smile on her face. It only took about two more minutes for the music to finish as she struck her ending pose, panting heavily with rosy cheeks. It was still about ten minutes until her actual class started. Juun liked to come to the studio early to practice by herself. Almost like a good luck ritual.

After managing her whole self created routine, Juun felt confident in her abilities. It would be a great class. She could sense it. A good class was always great, but even more so today, seeing as Katsuki was going to come watch her. It had been so long. Long since they saw each other in person, actually. Now they could finally talk without it having to be through a FaceTime call. They could finally hug each other instead of just blowing kisses through a screen.

The blue haired girl found herself staring at the wall for longer than she expected when she noticed people walking into the room, greeting each other. She even got a few friendly waves and hi's from some girls she had befriended at the beginning of the semester.

That's when she saw it. She saw him. His spikey, ashy blonde hair looked even softer than it was before. He was wearing his white button up polo shirt along with a pair of black semi baggy jeans. It meant a lot to her, seeing as she knew he hated wearing that shirt, but still wore it for her sake.

Juun could tell he had gotten a lot taller since summer vacation. More muscular as well. His shoulders had broadened as well as his biceps which had gotten quite a lot bigger. Katsuki looked more toned overall. As soon as he walked further into the room he was searching for her. They locked eyes for a good while, just smiling at each other like little kids.

The longer she looked at him, the more she noticed that he didn't come alone. Not like he said he would. Behind him were four people. Three guys and one girl. Why would Katsuki bring other people? Though they looked friendly enough, she wanted tonight to be just them. He seemed to have noticed her slight disappointment, but gestured to his watch, essentially saying "I'll tell you later", seeing as class had started.

Juun gave him a warm smile before lining up by the Barr with the other students.

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A few moments earlier...

"Hey Bakubro! Me and the others were thinking about going out to eat-" Kirishima cut himself off as he was halfway inside Katsuki's dorm when he made eye contact with a dressed up Bakugou. He was wearing a white button up shirt. Polo to be precise. It was a shirt Eijirou had seen in his closet before, but never physically on Bakugou. He could also tell that the Jeans Katsuki was wearing were new. They didn't have small burn holes in the front pockets which most of Bakugou's pants did, due to his quirk and because he always had his hands in the front pocket of his jeans.

"What do you want shitty hair?" He grumbled. The blonde looked both irritated and embarrassed at the same time. Suddenly, kirishima was unable to answer his question and switched the topic. "Whoah Bakugou! You look super manly! What's the occasion?" The red hair grinned.

Katsuki groaned. "Nothing shitty hair. And I'm not going out with you. I have plans." A frown made its way onto Kirishima's face. "C'mon man! You're always busy-" He couldn't even finish his sentence before he was interrupted.

"Plans? Since when did you have plans, Bakubabe?" Mina was now peaking her head through the door. Bakugou was about to open his mouth to scream at them both to leave, but was now too interrupted. "And that shirts looks fancy! Where 'ya going?" Ashido grinned. "Out. Now leave me alone, I'm gonna be late. And before you ask, no, you can't come." Now both Sero and Kaminari were in the blonde's room too. "I mean, I wasn't even going to ask, but now that you mentioned it, we're coming!" Kaminari smiled stupidly. "No, you're not you damn pikachu!" Katsuki fired back, sending a small warning explosion towards him.

After about half an hour of the Bakusquad trying to convince Katsuki to let them come, he eventually gave up. If he had stood there any longer arguing with them, he would've been late. So there they were, unknowingly on their way to a ballet class. Of course, not without a lecture from Katsuki on how to act.

"So,.." Denki began. "Who are you even meeting anyway kacchan?" The blonde huffed. "Firstly, I told you not to call me that...secondly one of your business, dunce face!" Kaminari groaned for probably the fifth time that hour at the lack of information. As they were walking, and awkward silence had emerged in between them. That was, until Mina spoke up, breaking the silence.

"Uh...Bakubabe?" Katsuki groaned a 'hm?' in response. "Why are we at a dance studio? You don't dance, do you?" At this, the other boys looked up from the ground with wide eyes, Kirishima went on about how manly it was of him to dance while Denki and Sero started teasing him slightly. "Shut up! All of you, extra's! I don't fucking dance or whatever. I'm here to see a person. If you're gonna come you won't be able to stay long because we have plans."

His statement seemed to quiet them down for a little while before they again started muttering about who Bakugou could possibly be meeting. This of course, got them yet another strict talking to about keeping their mouths shut as they walked into the building.

At the entrance there were both racks and shelves to put your shoes on along with some huge photographs of world famous ballerina's which hung on the wall. The friend group gaped in awe at the photos whilst following Bakugou around a pretty slim hallway. It seemed to them that he had definitely walked here a hundred times before.

"Now before we walk in here, you're gonna keep your goddamn mouths shut. It's either that or leave." It was a little unusual for them to witness a so calm, yet stern Bakugou. They were all used to the fact that he was screaming at people 99.9% of the time, but today he had been quite calm. All of them nodded before giving each other a few confused looks due to everyone being just as clueless as to who Bakugou could be meeting. To them, the blonde could never have had any other friends other than them outside of school.

As they entered, they were met with the sight of a big white room with huge mirrors that covered two out of four walls. It was tall under the roof and at the very top of every corner there was a speakers of high quality. Inside the room there was about twenty girl which looked to be around their age. This shocked them even more, seeing as the las thing Bakugou seemed like he was doing was to hang out with girls.

They were too busy taking it all causing neither of them to witness the whole interaction Bakugou had with a beautiful blue haired girl and instead they only saw him grabbing a chair from a corner before calmly sitting down beside a few strangers which were also there to watch. Soon, the rest of the group followed and sat down too, waiting for the class to begin.