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Bakugo

Bakugo looked back at the irritating redhead, only to find a hand shoved in his face. He stared at it for a second, trying to figure out what was happening. Looking up he glanced at the boy's face and was startled that it was the same guy that had walked in earlier.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Kirishima."

He stared at the redhead. His eyes were almost the same shade of red as his, just lighter. His face was grinning goofily and his teeth were sharp, like a shark's. That's pretty cool. Then his eyes glanced at his hair, bright red and spiked up like a broom.

"pff, shitty hair." He muttered to himself under his breath, unable to resist the urge. With his staring done he reached out to the hand before slapping it away. It was harder than he had expected, showing he was well built under that uniform.

"Fuck off broom head, I'll kill you" he growled before turning back to his window. Putting his feet back onto the desk and ignoring him completely. While he looked mad, the redhead had seemed familiar. And somewhat interesting.

Kirishima

Kirishima felt his hand get slapped away and put it to his side. The strength of the slap left his hand stinging. That explained one thing. He was very physically fit. He waited a few more seconds but the blonde made no move to look at him, so with a huff he turned and stomped back to his friends. They were watching quietly until finally Mina burst out in laughter, setting off the rest of them.

The three of them laughed so hard their stomachs hurt. Mina had her head on the table, Kaminari lay on the floor and Sero stood there. Rolling his eyes he gave the three of them a light smack to the head. They would have protested had they not been laughing too hard.

"You guys are asses you know that." He grumbled once they were done. Mina wiped a tear from her eye while Sero patted him on the back.

"But you lived." He said. Kaminari slowly got off the floor as they turned to the door opening once more, in walked a green haired boy. The second the boy had said a single word the blonde perked up, like some sort of dog and turned to him.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds before the blonde ran up to him. Grabbing the green haired one by the collar he left the classroom, dragging him along the way. They watched in confusion as they heard muffled yelling from outside before a very grumpy blonde stormed in. A few minutes later the green haired one came in, he seemed upset and walked a lot less confidently now. The second he spotted the statue man, WHO STILL HADN'T MOVED BTW, his face lit up and he went to talk to him.

Dam he actually is a human... or a robot wtf is he doing with his arms...

A bell rang loudly and soon all the chairs were filled as they waited for their teacher.

1 minute.

5 minutes.

20 minutes, and still no teacher. Just as someone was about to say something the door swung open and in walked a dead looking man in a yellow bag.

"I'm Aizawa, and I'm your homeroom teacher." 

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