The Student Council President is WHAT?! (Bakugou Katsuki x Reader)

A Place at the Lunch Table

The weekend after the Sports Festival had passed, and here was the Monday where you found yourself standing idly against the wall outside the council room as you waited for Ashido Mina to pick you up for lunch. The bell had rung a couple minutes ago, and the hall of the administration building was boisterous with students on their way to their own lunch spots.

You still couldn't believe you were going to eat lunch with some of the amazing hero students of Class A. They never seemed to socialize outside their department, what with their rigorous schedules, so this was an opportunity not only for you to learn about the elusive class but also to give them insight into a normal school life.

You smiled to yourself as you thought of how the friendly gang would welcome you to the table. You knew getting along with them wouldn't be hard at all, but you were still a little nervous to be sitting with new people, including Bakugou Katsuki.

The hall incident at the Sports Festival had been long forgotten, you choosing to not think about it too much for fear of not being able to look the blond in the eye. So you closed your eyes and took a deep breath to prepare yourself for a good lunch.

And not too long after, Ashido and Sero appeared before you.

"Hey, Ashido, Sero," you greeted.

The pink girl laughed, "L/N, call me Mina, please! I got used to all the girls in class calling me by my first name already."

"Okay," you gave her a small smile, "In that case, you call me Y/N."

Mina let out a surprise gasp, and smiled even wider.

"I'm still calling you Prez!" Sero shared, the trio chuckling as they walked together.

"Shinsou won't be with us today," he told you as they made their way to the Lunch Rush cafeteria, "He's talking with Aizawa."

Once they went through the line and secured their food, they made their way over to the rest of the Bakusquad, as Mina explained they were called.

"Hi, everyone," you greeted the faces as you stood at the foot of the table to gauge where you would sit.

Bakugou was sitting at the edge with Kirishima next to him, and Kaminari sat at the other edge in front of him. But a strange, quick blur next to the smaller blond caught your eye. You could've sworn it went under the table.

You hummed, letting your sense of security take over to check.

But a thing wasn't what you were met with as you bent down to peer under the table, although, you would've taken illegal school contraband anyday over what you did discover.

A short boy with purple balls on his head had paralyzed in fear the moment he met your eyes. He had been in the middle of crawling to the far side of the table to make an escape, but now all he could do was stare wide eyed at the star of his dreams.

Seeing each other once again, your own eyes began to glow demonically just the way they did in his nightmares.

"You," you seethed, crawling under the table far enough to grab onto his stubby legs and pull him out forcefully, "I thought I told you to stay out of my sight."

"I-I was," the boy burst into tears while he hung upside down.

He cried, "D-denki, help me!"

Kaminari sank down in his seat, not wanting to get in the middle of that by association.

"When I said get out of my sight," you shook him by the leg, not showing the boy any mercy after you recalled his many offenses, "I meant get out of this school!"