••12•• Next Stop Osaka

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"Hmm What should I wear on the bus?"

Izumi searched her closet for something to wear on the bus for the retreat, they were going to a beach house in Osaka and she wanted to dress for the occasion.

The trip would take a while by bus so she wanted to dress comfortably. She pulled out a short white body con off the shoulder chocker dress, She grabbed a pair of white sandals and a white ribbon head band and smiled at her choice of outfit.

"So loyal even now" she mumbled as she dropped her fluffy towel and revealed her sun kissed skin.

Usually there wouldn't be a single blemish on her skin but when she looked in the mirror that wasn't the case.

She had two bite marks on the right side of her neck, large reddish pink hand prints on her thighs and a few more bite marks between her thighs.

These weren't placed where people would notice at first but she still felt the need to hide them just incase.

Izuku hugged her body tightly as her cheeks turned a bright red.

'I can still feel Kacchans touch' she thought. She shook her head and reached for her bra but a honking outside caught her attention she ran over to the window and pulled the curtain back just enough to see and the bus was outside waiting for her.

"Damnit the bus is here I need to hurry " she mumbled nervously she discarded her bra and slipped on her outfit.

"I hope nobody is gonna notice" She said as she grabbed her belongings and vacated her apartment and headed out towards the bus.

When Izumi got on the bus she noticed almost everyone was asleep and that there were only a few seats available.

Two by the window in the back and one next to Bakugou who was very much awake. He glared at her and she blushed looking away as she made her way to the back avoiding any further eye contact with him.

"Next stop the UA Osaka beach house we've got a long ride so get comfy" The bus driver said as he stared up the bus and began driving.

To pass the time Izumi read a book and listened to her music but this didn't ease the ache of the stare she knew she was getting.

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