ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠 𝕂𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣

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Third Person POV:

"Alright class. We're going on our field trip. Kamado will be there in case your costumes break or whatever. Get in line," Aizawa said sleepily.

The h/c-haired girl bounced into the class excitedly, a big smile on her face. She immediately ran over to Shoto, and Kyoka joined them.

"Oi, Kamado!" Bakugo yelled, walking over to them, a grouchy expression on his face, feeling a bit jealous she didn't go over to him first.

Y/n turned to the source of the noise before smiling brightly, "Kit-Kat! How are the gauntlets? I added a couple new improvements the other day you came."

Faltering slightly, Bakugo's ears turned the lightest shade of pink before turning away as he grumbled, "The gauntlets are less shitty than they were before."

Y/n beamed as she gave him a quick hug as she exclaimed, "I'm glad to hear that," before turning around to talk to Jiro again, oblivious to Bakugo's red face.

With a dazed look on his face, Bakugo slowly walked over to Kirishima, his red face not going unnoticed by his red-haired friend. As they walked to the bus, Bakugo walked over to where Kirishima was before a hand shot out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him down to the seat.

"Oi, get your fucking hands off of-" Bakugo started, before stopping when he was met with y/e/c eyes, staring at him.

"Oh, sorry! My love language is physical touch and according to Kyoka and Sho, I kinda forget about people's boundaries sometimes," Y/n said sheepishly before removing her hand from his wrist.

Bakugo frowned slightly from the loss of her touch before quickly replacing it with his usual expression. He sat down, his arms crossed around his chest.

"Tch. What do you want, Kamado?" Bakugo asked, rolling his eyes although the faint pink on his cheeks showed his affection.

"I just wanted to sit with you," Y/n said with a shrug, oblivious to how much her words affected him.

"W-what? W-why?" Bakugo stuttered, his cheeks turning bright red, the tips of his ears red as well.

Y/n tilted her head, staring at him before she asked, "You good, Kit-kat? You're looking a bit red."

She placed her hand on his forehead as his face turned a brighter shade of red from the closeness.

"You feel kinda hot. Are you sick?" she asked worriedly, looking up at him, concern etched in her face.

"I'm fine," Bakugo muttered, as she took her hand away.

"Hmmm. If you're sure then," she said with a shrug, before pulling out a laptop and quickly pulling up Disney+. "In the meantime, how about we finish the second movie?"

*Time Skip*

"Okay. So we're going to be having practice battles," Aizawa started off, "You'll team up with one of your classmates and go against a different team. As you guys are in your third year, I expect you guys to last a decent amount of time in a fight."

"Aizawa-sensei?" Momo asked, raising her hand. When Aizawa nodded at her, she continued, "Shoji's absent today. Wouldn't that make it an uneven amount of students?"

Aizawa sighed at that before turning his gaze to the tinker. "Kamado. Can you fight? I heard you took the hero provisional license and passed it."

The class stared at her in awe as she blinked before she replied, "Um. Yeah? I guess? But like. I've never been enrolled in a hero course, I just have the license to let me use my quirk in self defense."

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