just behind you ~ Katsuki Bakugou x fem O/C

quirk aptitude tests

Chat im sharing a bed with my mum and she won't FUCKING STOP COUGHING IM LOSING IT!!!

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TW
mention of injury
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When Mr Aizawa tells us we'll be expelled if we score last in todays physical exercises, everyone is outraged, me included. We only just got accepted, and this is our first day, I don't know why anyone would deserve to be expelled - we haven't even had the chance to learn anything yet.

But, I quickly get myself back together, mind racing as I try to come up with a technique for each exercise.

A loud noise makes me jump, and I look up to see that Bakugou has just launched the ball into the air, yelling "DIE!"

Die???

"Telling the ball to die wasn't very plus ultra of him," Ashido whispers to me, and I quietly snort.

My laughter soon dies down, though, as Mr Aizawa reveals how far the ball travelled: 705.2m. My face pales.

Asui tosses the ball next, using her long tongue to send it flying further than it naturally would've gone. Then is yellow-hair, propelling it with his electricity, then Uraraka, then an emo-looking bird, and soon enough, it's my turn.

I shakily step forward, not wanting to make a fool of myself in front of the whole watching class. I hear someone snicker, and I turn back to see Bakugou watching me smugly, as if he knows I'm gonna mess up. Self righteous-

"So, you gonna throw the ball or not?" Mr Aizawa sharply asks, and my face heats up.

"Yeah, sorry sir." I say, taking it off him, then concentrating on my quirk, closing my eyes.

If I can gather enough light from the sun...

I peek through a crack in my eyelids, seeing that the ball is now perfectly gleaming, raise my arm, bringing it back, and step forward, releasing it harshly with a small noise.

The shaky throw doesn't matter, what matters is that I keep the condensed light tightly woven around the ball and speeding away. I grit my teeth, pressure building in my skull as the sphere of light gets smaller.

The ball becomes nothing more than a glint in the distance, and I finally release the light, blood in my head pounding as my arms fall back to my sides. I grin, this has to be further than Bakugou's.

Sure enough, Aizawa shows his phone screen, and it reads 1435m.

"Yeah!" I jump up excitedly, returning to Ashido, who congratulates me in awe. I also earn a nod from Todoroki, who's standing next to us, and as soon as he turns his back, Ashido's eyes damn near pop out of their sockets as she silently gushes over how hot he is.

I can sense an angry set of eyes on me the entire time though, and I know that Bakugou is seething after I got a better score than him.

He can go cry about it, though. I hate sore losers.

After getting some water to soothe my dry throat, I head over for the next test: the 50 metre dash.

I hate to admit it, but my quirk still isn't very strong. Pushing the ball away that far was something I'd never tried before. I'll just have to train even harder so I can be at the top of my class.

For this race, as soon as the buzzer sounds, I jump up into the air, gathering light, once again from the sun behind me, to propel me along. A bead of sweat runs down the side of my face, but I manage to reach the finish line in 5.14 seconds, before falling to my knees on the ground.