Explosive Touch [Bakugo Katsuki x OC] - Book 2

Chapter 1 - The Official Start

"What's going on!?" Ochaco's cry echoed throughout UA's hallways, attracting the attention of just about anyone within earshot – that of the unfamiliar students in front of her, and of her own classmates standing behind her alike. It was moments like these Atsuhi wished she could have been a little taller as in order to actually see the cause for concern, she had to stand up on her tip toes, glancing past her taller friends' shoulders.

For it still being their first day back to school after the attack at USJ, things sure kicked off immediately. Guess they really had no time to rest, after all. What with the upcoming sports festival and now this. Now, what exactly was this, you may ask. And it would be a very valid question. One Atsuhi had no answer to yet, unfortunately. All she knew was that at the present moment there were at least a few dozen of students from all the different courses, gathered in front of 1A's classroom and blocking her only exit. Well, unless you count the windows that is. But surely no one would consider using those. Hopefully.

"Why are they all gathered here...?" Asked Atsuhi as she walked up to Ochaco, surveying the crowd in bewilderment. The class was really getting treated as some sort of animal attraction at the zoo. There were even people not-so-secretly taking pictures with their phones! The female squinted suspiciously. Come on, this was getting ridiculous.

"Surveying the competition, duh." The boy's voice made Atsuhi turn to look at him, only for her eyes to widen in shock as he just walked towards the crowd confidently. When he wound up standing directly in front of some people, he stopped and glared at them, all the while continuing his little speech, unbothered be anything around him. "'Cuz we're the kids who survived a villain attack. It's only natural they'd wanna see us before the sports festival. Though it's pointless. Move, extras."

Oh no.

This might have been Bakugo on a good day but to anyone else even his good days would look bad. The faces of the students gathered around the classroom had already scrunched up in either disbelief or annoyance so in order to avoid the situation escalating any further, Atsuhi ran up to the male and pulled his hand along to make him walk as far away from here as possible. Preferably before he deals any more damage.

He doesn't mean harm. I think. But the way he acts is going to be more trouble than it's worth.

However, Bakugo wasn't budging. The female was trying to push him aside with all her might but to no avail. Instead, he just stood his ground, as if heavily rooted to the floor, except his roots were his deadly glare, scaring away the fainter of heart nearby. As she looked up to see the cause for the male's intense staring and refusal to move, she glimpsed a few strands of deep purple hair swaying between the crowd.

"It's true. We did come here to look but you turned out to be quite humble, huh. Is everyone in the hero course like that?" Stopping right in front of Bakugo and Atsuhi, the boy stared down the blond, matching his intensity with ease. Lifting a hand up to the back of his neck, he continued. "I have to admit I'm a little disappointed if that's all you have to offer. Those of us who didn't make it into the Hero Course are stuck in General Education and the other courses. There's quite a few of us, you know?"

UA does offer very few spots in the Hero Course so the rest have to settle for UA's other paths... It's a way to find the best of the best though, isn't it? So what does that have to do with everything?

"Depending on the results from the Sports Festival, they might consider transferring us to the Hero Course." The purple-haired boy's eyes weren't just intense anymore. They were now glinting with a threatening spark. "I take it the opposite is possible for you too... For someone from General Education, like me, this will be the perfect chance to knock you off of your pedestal." He slowly met the eyes of every single person behind 1A's door, making sure to get his point across perfectly clear. No one was safe. They were all his enemies. "Consider it a declaration of war."