"𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘪'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩."
╰┈ ➤ katsuki bakugo x fem!reader
╭┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ⋆.ೃ࿔*
˗ˏˋ 𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 ˊˎ˗
in which (l/n) fakes a relationship with
bakugo to make her ex, todoroki, jealous...
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CHAPTER THIRTY ❛ 1-A vs 1-B ❜
THE MORNING AFTER your quirk restoration, a nation-altering battle took place between Endeavor and a High-End Nomu. Although Endeveavor was known for his dark past, the battle had solidified him as the new number one hero. Todoroki had mixed emotions, having to retreat into his dorm room half-way through the broadcast. Your class decided it was best to give him his space, even though you wanted to be there for him. Now, it was a brand new day, and you'd finally join your classmates in today's quirk training. You all were instructed to wait at the training grounds for Aizawa.
"Hagakure, aren't you cold?" Momo questioned. Lately, the weather had been chillier than usual, forcing the students to wear the winter version of their costumes. The cold didn't affect you much— one of the perks of having a flame quirk.
"I'm freezing!!" Hagakure answered, moving excessively to warm her body. You felt bad, deciding to hold up a flaming hand to warm her.
"Do ya' like?!" Mina glided toward the group, showing off her brown, fur-lined coat. She turned around, showing the back. "It's my winter costume— pretty cute, right?!" She striked multiple poses, showing every angle of the clothing piece. You and the girls chuckled at her enthusiasm, agreeing.
"Kacchan!!" Deku beamed, earning your attention. "Your costume looks great!!" Turning, you watched as the blonde approached the rest of the class, accompanied by Kirishima and Denki. He sneered at Midoriya's comment.
"Shut up, nerd." Bakugo wore his usual hero attire, but replaced his sleeveless shirt for a long-sleeve compression tee. The shirt hugged his body nicely, accentuating the muscles he had developed over the course of the year. You stared for longer than anticipated, realizing your mistake when you locked eyes with Katsuki. He stared back, but had no sarcastic remark to offer. You awkwardly cleared your throat, your gaze dropping to the floor as your face flushed.
"Good morning, class." Mr. Aizawa approached the class, accompanied by 1-B and their instructor. "You're probably wondering what we have in store for you today." The entirety of 1-B was dressed in their hero costumes, appearing just as confused as your class was. There had to be a good reason that both classes were meeting at the training grounds.
"Today, each class will split into five teams and spar against each other. Each team will be given a cage. It's simple; lock away, or subdue your opposing team, and you win the match. Today, a special guest will be joining you." The students of 1-A exchanged confused glances, wondering what 'special guest' Aizawa was referring to.
"Hello, the name's Hitoshi Shinso. I'm sure most of you remember me from the sports festival." Squeezing through the students of 1-B was a familiar purple-haired student. He was right— you remembered seeing him during the sports festival, recalling just how close the fight between him and Midoriya was.
