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⋆♱✮♱⋆ Three months had passed since Bakugo accidentally stumbled upon Y/N's secret base, and in that time, so much had changed.
Y/N, who had once been a bit of an enigma to most of Class 1-A, was now much more integrated with the group. They had become close with almost everyone—closer than they had ever imagined. The Bakusquad had become their second family, and even beyond the squad, bonds with people like Izuku, Shoto, and Momo had grown stronger. For the first time in years, Y/N felt a sense of belonging—a real connection.
But the strongest bond of all was with Bakugo. The two had become inseparable. Whether they were sparring, studying, or just messing around with the rest of the class, Y/N and Bakugo had developed a silent understanding. They had seen each other at their most vulnerable and somehow found trust, loyalty, and respect in one another.
The morning sun filtered through the curtains of the common room, casting a warm glow on the scene of chaos unfolding. The entire class was gathered, preparing breakfast, while Y/N and Bakugo were sitting on the couch, laughing over some dumb TikTok Denki had shown them.
"Bakugo, man, you gotta do this challenge with us," Denki said, pulling out his phone and showing off another viral dance. "C'mon, it'd be hilarious."
Bakugo grunted, his signature scowl in place. "Not a chance, idiot."
Y/N smirked. "Oh, come on, Bakugo. Imagine the views. You'd blow up on TikTok." They paused, giving a mock-thoughtful look at the camera as if addressing the audience. "Or, you know, explode—pun intended."
Bakugo shot them a death glare. "You're not funny."
"Yeah, but the internet thinks I am, and that's all that matters." Y/N flashed a grin before checking their phone, watching the view count on one of their recent posts steadily rise. Their social media had skyrocketed ever since the Bakusquad had forced them into making an Instagram and Snap account. Now, they had millions of followers, with fans eagerly tuning in for random livestreams, pranks, and snippets of Y/N's life at U.A.
Mina flopped down beside them, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Speaking of social media, when are we going live again? Last time was gold. Especially when you and Bakugo started screaming at each other over who could make the better ramen."
"I won, obviously," Bakugo growled.
"You nearly set the kitchen on fire," Y/N shot back, laughing.
"Sounds like a win to me," Kirishima chuckled, flexing as he carried over a stack of pancakes. "Breakfast's ready, guys!"
Everyone gathered around the table, the room filled with the usual friendly banter and energy that had become the norm for Class 1-A. Y/N leaned back in their chair, watching the group with a small, content smile. It was moments like this that made them feel like everything was finally falling into place.
