The Wrong Match (Bakugo x Reader)

Chapter 2

"Are you ready!?" Ochako, my closest and only friend, shouts as she practically jumps on the spot. We have known each other since we were babies; our mums are friends from their elementary school days. Now we are besties, and our families always joke that when we have kids, they'll be friends too. At this point, it's a generational tradition.

We even agreed that we'll have kids at the same time, but unfortunately, we had made the mistake of saying it in front of our parents. That led to having the birds-and-the-bees talk, which happened way too early in our lives. It even included a banana and a condom that my mum happily demonstrated to us. My mum laughed all night at our reactions, while Aunt Kiyomi lectured us about being too young to talk about such things. Our mums are the complete opposites: my mum is more laid-back, while Aunt Kiyomi is all about rules—rules that both Ochako and I are forced to follow.

On that note her dating rule is about to expire, I bet Ochako is excited for that.

No dating until you're in high school.

Uncle Satoshi, Ochako's dad, was quite happy with that rule but tried to argue with our mums to raise the age. But it was two against one, so of course, our mums won. They always win when they team up. I don't think I've ever seen them fight seriously. They have mini arguments now and then, but they always end up laughing by the end of the day.

We agreed to meet at the bus stop since we don't live too far from each other. Yes, our mums planned it that way on purpose. They see each other at least once every week. If they didn't have jobs and responsibilities, they'd probably be attached at the hip—and honestly, so would Ochako and I.

Some might think our friendship is forced, and maybe at the beginning, it was since we were constantly around each other. But we created our own special bond. Our mums didn't do anything to make us play or talk—it just happened naturally.

I love this bubbly girl too much. Despite our opposite personalities,I can't imagine my life without her. I'm so lucky to have her in my life. She's the only one I can talk to freely without feeling judged—the only person who doesn't drain my social energy or make me feel anxious. I tell her almost everything, and she does the same with me. I'm exactly like my mum; if I didn't have school, I'd be glued to her side.

Sometimes, though, when I'm overthinking, I wonder if she feels the same—or if she only feels like she has to be my friend because of her mum. In another universe, where our mums aren't friends, would she have wanted to be my friend if we had met at school instead?

But then I remind myself of all the things she does that no one tells her to do—things she does simply because she cares. She texts and calls me all the time and even gets me gifts when I'm feeling down. If she didn't want to be my friend, it would be more obvious, right?

I shouldn't be doubting her. Ochako's the bestest friend I could ask for.

I don't deserve her.

"I think so," I respond, fidgeting with the buttons on my blazer as I watch our bus pulls up. We both tap on and head to a seat near the back. I let Ochako take the window seat while I try to get comfortable in the one next to her. The bus ride takes about forty minutes if there's no traffic, whereas the train would only take twenty. But we don't really have the money to take the train every day—only in emergencies.

But you know that saying, friends who are broke together stay together.

"I'm excited to meet everyone" she smiles at me and I can tell she's a bit nervous but her excitement overtakes the nerves.

"I'm looking forward to seeing the quirks everyone has—and what heroes we have as teachers!" I say as Ochako beams, her excitement contagious. My smile matches hers as I nervously twirl the zipper on my backpack resting on my lap. I'm really nervous about meeting all these new people. I just hope they're nice. My goal is to at least make one new friend. I'm not very social or confident, whereas Ochako thrives on interacting with people.