𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢

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(A/N: Helllooooo okay so im thinking of speeding some things up and hoping to get to the more recent seasons faster. So sorry if some things seem rushed ^^)

It was the next morning in class and Aizawa was still talking about the sports festival. Yeah you got why it was so important, but everyone already knew the basics, why go into detail? Everyone was already incredibly nervous since the USJ attack and the swarm of other classes infront of our door yesterday. So the more information about how important the festival is isnt helping the nerves.

You weren't too nervous though, you knew you had a good quirk. It was better than most in the class, but you didn't want to jinx yourself already. So you shut out your cocky thoughts and focused on what to do to prepare. It was lunch, but you decided to stay in the classroom and write some notes about everyone's quirks and withdrawls. You noticed that's what Midoriya does and figured it would help you a lot.

"What the hell are you doing?" A gruff voice from infront of you asked you.

You looked up and saw it was Bakugou, so you looked back down.

"Just finishing up some notes." You replied continuing what you were doing.

He grunted in response, it had been a couple seconds but you still felt his presence infront of you. You froze and looked past the desk and saw his shoes still there. You looked up at him.

"What," you asked roughly as you tilted your head in annoyance.

He made a face and just shrugged with his backpack over his left shoulder as he held the strap with his left hand.

"Just watching," he replied turning his head in a way so he could see what you were writing.

You slammed your notebook shut and put your pen on top. "What do you want Bakugou?" you questioned.

"Why don't you get lunch?" He answered your question with another question.

You roll your eyes. "What are you talking about?" You shake your head in a confused manner, putting your stuff in your backpack and standing up.

"I've seen you. Once the bell rings, you grab a drink from the vending machine and go to the bathroom or the courtyard outside." He explains harshly.

You scoff as you walk infront of him as you exit the classroom door. "I don't do that everyday. I just dont prefer being in big groups, its draining sometimes," you explain.

"Then sit with me today." He replied straight-forwardly while looking out the window panel to his right.

You stopped in your tracks and just stared at him in a form of disbelief. He noticed you stopped and turned around to look at you.

"What?" he asked.

"I thought you hated me." You said more of a question than a statement as you caught up with him.

"I dont really hate anyone. Well I hate stupid Deku," you rolled your eyes, "But I don't hate shitty hair, or dunce face."

You look at Bakugou with a expression of confusion on your face. "Who?"

He rolled his eyes, "I dont care enough to learn their names."

You raised your eyesbrows in response as you two walked in silence for a couple minutes.

"So you don't hate me?" you asked breaking the silence.

He didn't respond so you looked up at him.

"Hello? Did you hear me?" you waved your hand infront of his face.

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