A/N: All the changes in Bakugo's character EARLIER than his actual character development are caused by the reader.
It was silent. Something that hadn't occurred in 14 whole days.
The ticking of the clock reverberated in every student's head as they wrote their answers to the question sheet that was their exam, every tick of the clock signaling another passing second.
The scribbling of his pen was the only sound that bothered him at that moment, having studied hard to pass and make it on top of the whole class, fueling his superiority complex more.
There was a change though.
You weren't bothering him for once, not even in the same room as his mind occasionally drifted to the now unfamiliar silence and the disappearance of you.
He shook his head at his thoughts, his concentration lying on the exam again as he wrote the last solution down, being sure that it was the correct number since she had spent the entirety of your free time - which was actually the whole time - to annoy him and to teach him how to not to forget the minus and all the things about professional math he hadn't even learned before.
The bell rang as it announced the end of the hour, student after student handling their sheets in before they left their seats, heading out of the classroom.
Not even a minute had passed when a familiar voice appeared beside him again, floating without a care in the world.
"You better pass the exam or the hours of my teaching were for nothing"
I'm the best in the class, I wouldn't fail, he thought, avoiding speaking with literal air in public.
"Wow I hope your arrogance will decrease with puberty"
Shut up you're not better than me, he answered in his mind, setting his bag onto the bench, his finger entering the code for his lock before he organized the books and stuff he had in his bag,
"Are you never doing something interesting?", you asked while you hung upside-down, your hair hanging down by the gravitation minuscule, watching the person you were bound to exit the school building before you followed him again.
"My life is surely interesting since I'm going to be the number one hero. Go search your own life then"
"I'm dead and I shouldn't even be following you around like a lost puppy"
"It's your problem"
"Aw...", you defeatedly sighed and changed your ghost tail in exchange for normal human legs, walking next to him like a normal living being would do.
"Were where you for that one hour? I thought you couldn't leave"
"Just admit that you missed me. I can leave for the range of 100 meters. Haven't I mentioned that I used to attend your middle school? My bad", admitted you casually. The melody you had started to hum consisted of soft tones, creating a cacophony you had made up in your head, distracting yourself from the fact he had started to go amok.
"YOU DID WHAT?"
"Shh you're talking to a ghost, practically air. Do you want to be diagnosed with Schizophrenia?"
In reaction to your words, he gritted his teeth, his hand reaching into his pocket before taking a phone out. The boy connected it with his headphones before he started to pretend he was on a call.
"My old class is actually above your class. Did you think that I've died several years ago? Nuh Uh"
"You're actually 15?"
"Jup. 15 years for the living and also 15 years for the death. I actually died this year"
"And how the hell did you teach me about Maths?"
"I wasn't tricking you. I learned about quantum physics in my life outside school. And I was at the top of my middle school class too. The whole grade, actually. Ask anyone older than you if you need proof"
Bakugo started to grimace at the mere thought of you being in the same school as him. However, realization struck him as he stopped in his tracks, forcing you to stop with him.
"Then why didn't the school know about it or inform the students?"
Just as the question had left his mouth, the ghost had walked up to a tree, your admiration fake as you made some 'Oh's and 'Ah's, avoiding the question like a week before.
"I'm busy admiring a tree, idiot"
"ANSWER MY QUESTION. IT ISN'T EVEN PERSONAL"
He could draw the line by asking about your death and how you died. But about something that regarded school, and to be exact, the school he was currently visiting? After two weeks, he should deserve an answer, right?
"Uhhh... Long story I guess", you sheepishly began, your smile wobbly as she thought about a way to explain the full thing.
"You're immortal or so already"
"Yeah..."
"JUST BEGIN"
"Okay so... I actually didn't engage in conversations in my old class. Nobody minded my death. They thought I was quirkless anyway, y'know? Like that one boy you bully? They wouldn't see if I warped reality or not if it was invisible"
"Are you stupid?"
"Actually yes. Show my quirk and everything would've changed. But it would be worse if I had revealed it because you get judged by it. And yes, it's dumb that I'm talking to someone who bullies a quirkless boy about this entire shit"
Your words came out unbothered despite the story they wielded, not minding the intimacy of those sentences connecting into a life story and changing someone's life and death.
"I didn't ask for your life story. You just started to tell shit", he defended your last sentence, his soles beginning to move on the pavement again as he continued his way home.
"No wonder your mother calls you a brat"
He shot a glare at you for her remark before asking his next question.
"And why would you want to visit your old class again?"
"..."
This time, you stayed silent. Your eyes were fixated on something beyond the grasp of this reality, your gaze directed onto the ground while butterflies seemed to appear by your quirk.
It almost seemed like you were trying to catch the reminiscences of your old school life and the memories they had brought you.
Even if there were any good ones.
He knew you for long enough to know that it was a sign that you were daydreaming, letting the topic fall and he started to listen to some actual music, not bothering you any further.
Bakugo wasn't always that careful about situations and sentimentalities.
It only had been enough answers for today, the gloomy atmosphere almost palpable as he arrived at his home while you lay down on the couch in his bedroom.
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A lost ghost's journey [K. Bakugo] {HALLOWEEN SPECIAL}🎃
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