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A harsh breeze rushed into the shared bedroom as the heavy door swung open, the brash contact creating a bang. Claudia's head jerked up in surprise as she looked for the source of the crash, her eyes searching until she landed on a familiar Blonde. A smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth as she struggled to contain her laughter. "No, It's really not t-that bad," Claudia snickered, tears rolling down her plump cheeks. She sat on the edge of her bed as Bakugou walked into the shared room, his usual spiky hair slicked to the side, mirroring their new mentor's.
"SHUT THE HELL UP," He screamed, throwing his suitcase on his bed.
Claudia burst out into laughter, curling her knees to her chests. "N-no really it looks amazing, I think this should be your new look actually-"
"I SAID SHUT IT FOUR EYES," The blonde exploded, kicking off his boots. He angrily began to unpack his clothes, aggressively folding them into neat squares.
I'm not even wearing my glasses, Claudia sighed, laying on her stomach a twirled a curl around her finger as she stared in curiosity. "You sure did bring a lot of clothes for a week," She conversed as she telekinetically parted her hair into three, her long locks neatly forming a braid.
Bakugou paid no attention to the comment as he continued to fold his clothes, readying them to fit into their borrowed drawers. "Because if I'm training with one of the top heroes of Japan, I'm going to train. Do you think I'm here for fun?" He barked in response.
Claudia toyed with the sleeve of her costume as she furrowed her brows. What a douche, why do I even bother trying to make conversation. "Well, I was just asking. Is that hair gel too tight on your scalp or something?" She innocently asked, her sweet question laced with venom.
"I thought this was obvious, Purple Stripes, but let me make this clear for you because you're clearly too dense to get the hint," Bakugou began setting down the pile of clothes. His face remained stoic as his eyes were drowning in annoyance and hate. "I don't fucking like you. Okay? So I don't need you to go easy on me or try to talk to me like we're fucking friends just because we're training together in an internship. So stop trying to make conversation with me because I have no interest in talking to losers. I'm at this school to be the number one hero, and I don't need your loser-ass to get in my way."
Claudia stared at him, unfazed by the sudden confession. "Alright," she smiled, rising from the bed. The girl walked up to him, making direct eye contact. Bakugou stared back at her as the ocean of turquoise stayed bright in her eye, Claudia noticing his crimson swimming with anger. "I'm sorry you feel that way," she said. She neared the door before a knock interrupted her.
She opened the door and came face to face with a man with a stylish appearance towered over, a kind smile looming over his lips. "Oh, I see you two are already ready, saaves me the trouble of rushing you," The man chuckled. "Well, I'm going to give you guys a tour, and after, you kiddos are doing your first patrol. Isn't that exciting," He exclaimed, putting his hand near his face. The two stayed silent, uncomfortable tension filling the room.
