Step into the adrenaline-fueled world of Katsuki Bakugo, a defiant and relentless teenager with a taste for trouble. When a daredevil joyride with his friends escalates into a high-octane chase through city streets, Katsuki finds himself at the hear...
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1nd Monday, April
7:30 am
Bakugo stood outside his new massive school gates, his uniform loosely hanging from his frame. He hadn't worn the school's designated uniform since the start of the school year two months ago when he was at his old school, wearing whatever he wanted if he was ever at school.
The school holidays started in two weeks, meaning Bakugo's volunteering would start sooner than he wanted.
He was forced to wear the formal uniform, consisting of a white undershirt, grey jacket and black long trousers. His father dropped him off with a flat smile.
Taking a deep breath he entered his new school, UA. The last chance of school education the blonde had. The school was known for its tough punishments on behavioural issues and for being the best academic academy in Musutafu.
Bakugo walked up the white stairs into the main building. I bet they'll have me on a detention slip by the end of the day.
Bakugo thought to himself, being greeted by white walls in the main reception room. Walking up to the front desk, he peered down at the pink-haired woman in a blue dress tapping on her computer, a thick layer of glass between them.
Her tag on her chest read; Narumi Kawada - and had a photo of her smiling beside it.
"So can I get my classes now? Narumi." Bakugo spoke gruffly, her green eyes glanced up at him with knitted brows.
"Sir, you will not call me by my given name, it's Mrs. Kawada to you. Name?" She demanded sweetly, her voice quiet but strong. She tapped something on her computer before glancing back at him.
"Katsuki Bakugo. First day." He huffed, his red eyes glaring at her as she typed with shaking hands. Bakugo fidgets with the heavy black band around his wrist - his monitor.
"Okay..." She mumbled to herself, scrolling on her mouse before she landed on his enrolment email. "Ah! Yep, it's here. Katsuki Bakugo, class 3-A, transfer from Ketsubutsu Academy for... oh."
Yeah, oh. I'm gonna get a lot of those today...
Bakugo just looked at Kawada with a blank stare, tapping his foot impatiently. "Yeah and? It's not like I want to be here, can I get my classes now? Mrs. Kawada?"
He spat, rolling his eyes. "Okay, I understand that you've gotten the school's policies and rules emailed to you. Then you need to be wearing a tie and have your undershirt tucked in. Along with facial piercing, they will all have to be taken out." She spoke sternly, clicking a button and soon the printer was buzzing and handed the blonde a coloured timetable of the next two weeks before the term ended.
