Under the Pink Tree | Katsuki Bakugo X Reader

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Name: (Y/N) (L/N)

Eye Color: (E/C)
Hair Color: (H/C)
Hair Length: (Y/C)
Skin Tone: (S/T)
Gender: Female
Height: (Y/C)
Quirk: Kinetic Charger= The user of this Quirk has the ability to charge themselves with kinetic energy, drawing it from their surroundings or from the impacts of their own movements. The longer they charge themselves, the greater the level of energy they gather. This energy can then be released as increased strength, speed, and resilience, allowing them to perform feats of tremendous power.

>[Y/N] has grown close to 'Neito Monoma' over the years when in Middle School, and them together is what brought up the idea of U.A. around the age of 11 when they watched the pro hero, All Might, take down a villain.<

{Start:}

(2nd Person POV)

...Ugh.

"Y/N IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE I SW-" The loud voice from the kitchen got cut off. "Honey.! It's her first day, just calm down!" Oh right. Yuuei... OH RIGHT YUUEI

You jump out of bed, looking at the time after scrambling for your phone somewhere in the bed. Shit. You couldn't help but think. It's 7:43 you dumbass, you were supposed to get up early to make sure you look good! It's your first day at U.A. High-school after all. You throw your phone back down, running to your closet. Thank God you set out the Uniform and Tie yesterday, so you managed to find it easily. After ripping out of your Pajamas, almost literally at the rate you're going, you slipped on your a long-sleeve, button-up white shirt, gray blazer with blue-green stripes on the collar and hem of the sleeves, the Dark-Blueish skirt, and a red tie under the blazer.

Uh oh.. time passes too quickly. 7:47.! Class starts at 8:25, and you CANNOT be late on your first day. But... whats worse, being late or looking bad?

You brush your hair out, styling it? Yeaah maybe not today. You brushed your teeth and applied anything else (makeup, skincare, hygiene etc) that you needed, then walked downstairs with your bag.

"Mmm... what smells so good?" You smile, sniffing the air which had a scent that smelled a little... burnt.? Wait, nevermind. "Bacon!"

Your father -Well, step father since of incidents with your bio father-, Kentaro L/N, who was getting a cup of coffee, responded, "Yeah, grab a piece and lets go. You're not the only one who might be late tonight!"

Oh, great. Your father was pissed this morning, which normally led to... "HURRY!" Yep. Yelling.
You sighed, running to the kitchen counter and grabbing two pieces of bacon that laid on the plate by the stove, running out the door and into the car- your father following shortly after. "So. Got everything?" He asked skeptically, not exactly the best at believing in you. Rude.

"Uh, duh!" You fought back.

"Yeah. Sure..."

"Whaat! It's my first day, I'm not gonna just forget- SHIT."

"WATCH YOUR LAN-"

"MY PHONE." You scrambled out the car, your dad groaning in the process and slouching back in the drivers seat. After -what seemed like forever to your father but was really just 50 seconds-  you ran back, running to the left side of the car and getting into the passenger seat.

"I'm so happy I have a father who doesn't trust me." You smile, holding out your phone. Well, honestly, he probably trusted you. Just maybe he thought you could be a little forgetful.

"...I'm not happy. It's LITERALLY 8:10 NOW."

Oh no. You widen your eyes at his words, looking forward to the road and pointing ahead. "Well, GO!" You yell. Your father huffed out a small chuckle before pressing on the gas, starting the journey. Obviously driving ¿safely...

Well. This was fun. Watching your father hurry up to your school while trying to get to his work in time too and also yelling at people on the road if they did a small mistake. But, y'know, he's funny.

"WHY THE HELL ARE THEY SLOWING DOWN ?! IT'S BLUE! HIT IT! OH MY-" Your father hit the steering wheel with one hand, his other clenching the side and avoiding to just honk. You watch, your lips in a thin line as you refrained from just bursting out laughing.

After a few minutes of the car ride, it was 8:19. Well, you can always transfer schools...

"WE'RE HERE. GET OUT, OUT!" Your father waved you away, unlocking the doors. You glance at the time, throwing on your bag as you run out the door- not even saying bye. You did wave, though. Yeah don't worry you're not a bad person to not even wave. Anyways.

You run into the doors of U.A., noticing how huge the doors were as you scurried inside. Most people are in their classes already. 1-A... 1-A.. C'mon..! You slid around a corner, almost tripping as you recovered your balance and quickly slid open the door to your Homeroom, which also had a tall door with red painting on it saying '1A'. Panting heavily after just sprinting from your car and through the MASSIVE high school.. Congrats! You're not late, it's 8:24 And all the students here look cool- oops.

8:25. "If you're here to be late everyday then you can pack up your things and leave now." A tired and lazy voice spoke from behind you. Oh. Great the teacher.. Well, was he the teacher or just a homeless, old dude looking for shelter? He was in a yellow sleeping bag lying on the floor, his messy black hair that reaches just below his shoulders showing in the front, and he had eyebags below his black and lazy eyes.. talk about creepy.

You widen your eyes, smiling sheepishly as you ran to an empty seat, on your left was a boy with white and red split hair, and to your right was a brown haired girl who looked honestly adorable. In front of you was a boy who looked like he had a rock for a head.

What a great start..

{Yes. You replaced Sato's seat. He is still in the story, though.}

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