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You sit quietly at the pod reading over a report that happened last month about Hero Killer Stain. He had slaughtered thirteen innocent children along with six adults. You stare at his face. The red bandana making your vision blurry. You turn the paper over to see everyone resting their heads on their desks. You bowed your head before rolling your neck.
"Anyone want to do something fun?" You asked.
Multiple heads popped up just as you expected. Scratch that. All heads were up now.
"What are you thinking?" A boy with a beak spoke.
You felt your fingertips become tingly.
"Now that I think about it. Why don't you guys throw ideas out." You stand handing notecards out. "Write down one idea. I'll collect them."
You walked past Bakugo accidentally dropping a few more than one cards into his lap. He looks up at you. Without saying anything he snarls. He picks the cards up and turns around throwing them at a kid with green hair and slight freckles. "Sorry." You mouth to the boy.
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After a while of waiting and them bickering about ideas. You gathered them all. You skimmed through each of them.
Park!
The kitchen !!!!
Training
Sleep
Paint
Rage room!!
All horrible ideas. No offense but you just couldn't do anything with those.
"Just go get Aizawa back!" The ash blonde yelled.
"Why?" You tilted your head.
"Because nobody likes a damn nerd." He snaps.
Sighing you text Aizawa,
Come get your pests. I'm going to lunch.
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Moments later you see Aizawa walk in groggily.
"How was the-" He puts his hand in your face.
"We will talk later. Head to lunch." He basically pushed you out the door throwing your bag at you. You bent down and started picking the small utensils that fell out. You huffed.
Walking down the hall you saw a boy with purple hair. Oh, right he was from class 1-C. Shinso Hitoshi. You lifted your hand waving towards him.
"Oh, hey Y/n." His footsteps were the only thing making noise that you could hear.
"Hey. Shinso!" He shook his head, stopping in front of you.
"Call me Hitoshi." You gave a half shrug.
"Ok. Why aren't you at the camp?" Your hands tugged on your duffel bag. He knelt down to help you pick your stuff up.
"I woke up a bit late." He started rubbing his bridge of his nose. "Not the brightest person." He shrugs. You grin.
"I'm headed to grab something to eat. Wanna tag along?" You put your foot in front of you to get momentum to stand.
"Would you mind?" He stops kneeling.
"I wouldn't have asked. Goofy."
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I. DARE. YOU. (Bakugo X Y/n)
FanfictionWhat happens when Y/n helps out at UA. For a program called Helping Hands. Only to make friends with the classmates in each class. From class to class. Or when she gets told she isn't allowed to be in any class when she wants to join the school. Lik...
