{I need to learn more big boy words.}
(2nd person POV)
You felt like you recognized your teacher/friendly neighborhood homeless man from somewhere before..
Hold on.. Standing outside the classroom was the Pro Hero known as Eraserhead, but his expression was one of exhaustion and rather un-amusement, as if he was already bored with all the students. "Time is precious. Rational students would understand that.." He spoke.
The class was silent for a moment, blinking in surprise at the almost vampire-like look the man gave off. He looked into the classroom at the others, speaking. "Hello I'm Shota Aizawa. Your teacher." Everyone gasps quietly, a bit surprised.
You raised your eyebrows, watching Aizawa take out a blue and white-lined full piece suit, almost like a PE uniform from his yellow sleeping bag. "Right lets get to it... put these on and head outside." He held it up, showing everyone.
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A few students looked a bit confused, everyone outside and in their Training uniforms. You were standing with your classmates, almost everyone speaking up at the same time, "What? A Quirk Assessment test?"
A brown haired and pink cheeks girl had her hands in fists, lifting them a bit to her chest, protesting, "But Orientation.! We're gonna miss it!"
You nodded, agreeing with your classmate as Aizawa spoke, "If you really wanna make the big leagues you can't waste time on pointless ceremonies.."
A few people looked surprised, a few confused while Aizawa continued, "Here at Yuuei, we're not tethered to traditions. That means that I get to run my class however I see fit."
Hmph, more like make us miss the traditions and miss introducing stuff. You couldn't help but think.
The students glanced around a bit, looking at Aizawa in disbelief and surprise, yet didn't protest.
Aizawa sighed, speaking monotone as he turned to look at the class.
"You've been talking standardized tests most of your lives. But you never got to use your Quirks in physical exams before. The country is still trying to pretend we're all created equal by not letting those with the list power excel. It's not rational. One day, the Ministry of Education will learn.." Aizawa glanced at everyone as he explained, then turned to a spiky blonde haired boy.
You looked at the boy Aizawa started speaking to, noticing his hands in his pockets and small scowl while Aizawa talked, "Bakugo, you managed to get the most points on the entrance exam."
"What was your farthest distance throw with a softball when you were in Junior High?" Aizawa asked.
You looked around the students. Bakugo.. Bakugo.. Until you found the kid who Aizawa was looking at, watching as the sandy blonde haired kid hesitated a bit. So his name is Bakugo? Oh right, that kid. I watched him a bit in the exams, he did good but was a little reckless..
Katsuki leaned back a bit, surprised by the question before leaning forward again, narrowing his eyes, "Sixty-seven meters, I think." A slightly cocky tone was added into his words.
You were a little impressed, you yourself only throwing to the furthest of 59 meters.
"Right. Try doing it with your Quirk." Aizawa spoke. Katsuki walked into the circle of the first exam, holding a ball. He was facing Aizawa as Aizawa spoke, "Anything goes, just stay in the circle. Go on, you're wasting our time."
Katsuki stretched his right arm a bit, scowling, "All right, man, you asked for it." What a strange look on his face.
You raised one brow. He's an arrogant one.. cocky. Too bad his ego's brighter than the way his-
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Under the Pink Tree | Katsuki Bakugo X Reader
Romance"Who do you think you are? You're always so rude.! And damnit, It's annoying!" Y/N yelled, hands flaring up. "I'M annoying?! HA! Speak for yourself damn Pixie Stick! You're always on my case, just fuck off and jump!" Katsuki barked back, two sly fin...
