3rd POV
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The students of class 1A were tired and ready to finish the day when a thud from the left side of their classroom caught the majority's attention. There he was, the usually mad Bakugou Katsuki on his knees, picking up multiple pieces of paper and frantically putting them into a notebook that had also fallen .
"What the hell did you drop?" Kirishima, a friend of his, asked before walking over to help out his friend. "NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, ASSHAT!" The blonde spluttered, pure rage seeming to radiate from him as he took a seat once again, unbeknownst to the fact that there was still one paper in particular lying on the ground.
Before he had a chance to swipe it back, the already-close Kirishima picked up his pace before carefully moving it away with his foot and crouching down to stare in awe. Katsuki hadn't seen this, as he was putting the book safely in his bag so that not a single soul could peek. Of course, he was too late, and the chuckle from Kirishima caused his attention to drift over.
"Dude, I had no clue you could-" Kirishima attempted to speak, but was swiftly caught in a small explosion. Bakugou refused to let him get away with just spilling that secret out. So, of course, Kirishima just waddled back over to his desk and continued to look at the blonde's paper before showing the other people in their friend group.
I mean, no one was expecting him to be such an amazing Artist.
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FanfictionBakugou Katsuki,a student known for making others suffer and hurt,has been discovered to have a notebook full of amazingly well-done artworks. After a string of untimely events, Todoroki Shouto gets a hold of one of his notebooks and doesn't know th...
