Eye of the Devil ( Bakugo x reader )

1

*Classic iphone alarm plays*
The girls eyes shot open at the sound of her alarm blaring. She stared at the ceiling not wanting to get up. She always hated taking the first few painful steps of the day. (y/n) groggily slammed her hand on her nightstand in search of her phone, accidentally knocking down a couple items.

Where the hell is it?

She shifted her body in the direction of the nightstand, still no phone in sight. The girl looked towards the direction of the sound only to find her phone in the small crack between her bed and nightstand. She threw her head back in annoyance and leaned down to grab it but was stopped by her hand not being able to fit through the narrow hole. Now (y/n) was pissed off. She gritted her teeth and shoved the stand to the ground, swiping at the now reachable phone and turning the alarm off.

Turning the phone around, (y/n) read two texts from Maori.

Bubba
Hey (y/n)!
I'll be coming home late tonight. I left money on the counter for you to order something when you get back. You better not be late for your first day.
Love you

A light smile formed on (Y/n)'s face. Today was her first day at the prestigious school, UA high. She was starting a couple days later than the rest of the students as she was out of town up until yesterday night. Surprisingly she had managed to place 9th on the exams, allowing her to attend in class 1-A.

The girl let out an exaggerated moan and began to make her way to her closet, pulling out her school uniform. It was pretty generic but then again it's no fashion show. When trying it on the night before it had fit quite nicely on her, the fabric fit tightly around her chest bringing out her boobs. She was hoping it wouldn't bring her too much unwanted attention though. (y/n) slipped on the black thigh high socks and made her way to the washroom.

(Y/n) grabbed the brush from the sink counter, replacing its spot with her phone. As she began running the brush through her (h/l), (h/c) hair, she realized she never checked the time. Flipping her phone around, the device lit up revealing the lock screen. (y/n) glanced at the time on her phone, her eyes widening in terror.

"I'm so fucking late"
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(y/n) zoomed out her house with her bag in hand, fumbling with her keys to lock the doors. She cut through her front lawn and pulled out her phone again. She'd be lucky if she made it before the start of period two. The school was only a couple minutes away from her house and could see the top of the building from the road she was on. (y/n) ran towards the school doors, practically slamming into it as she yanked them open. She scanned the main hall of the school and saw nobody in sight, a sigh of relief escaping her lips.

Period one must still be going on.

(y/n) looked down at her schedule;she had homeroom with Mr. Aizawa. The girl had heard of the pro-hero from her parents once. Apparently he had the ability to erase peoples quirks and fight with some sort of bandages around his neck.

"Sounds like a pain in the ass..." (y/n) mumbled under her breath.

She shoved the schedule back in her bag and swung it over her shoulder, making her way up the seemingly endless flights of stairs.

I wonder what the students are like...

By the time (y/n) made it up, it was around the end of the period. She looked up at the door which had to be at least three times her height, "1-A" embedded into it. The girls nose wrinkled as she stared up at it, grabbing the door handle. Why did everything have to be so big?

(Y/n) swung the door open, bringing all the attention onto her. She scanned the room meeting eyes with everyone as whispers began pouring out of her new classmates. She saw some pretty interesting faces. Some cuter than others to say the least. A purple ballsack, a crow, and even a rather tasty looking candy cane. What caught her eye was the one boy staring down at his work, looking rather unbothered by the whole situation. His hair was a spiky, light blonde colour with eyes similar to hers. He was kind of cute to say the least.

"Nice of you to join us on time Ms. (L/n)," Aizawa mocked. "Care to introduce yourself to the class?"

He looked even worse in person. The mans hair was a complete mess, the bags under his eyes were as dark as his hair. The girl nodded her head as she made her way to the front of the class, a malicious smirk already beginning to form.

"Good morning everyone," you started off. "My name is (f/n), (l/n). I hope you treat me well."

"I'll allow you guys to ask a maximum of 3 questions," said Mr. Aizawa

The purple ballsack immediately shot his hand up, his mouth pooling with drool.  "What's your cup size?"

You shuddered in disgust. Who in their right mind asks that the first time meeting someone? Without a second thought you swung your eraser to the back of the class where the boy was seated, the eraser sticking to his purple head.

What the fuck

"Nevermind. We're wasting time," grumbled Mr. Aizawa shooting a look of annoyance at the small fry. "Your seat is over there" he said looking in the direction of the empty seat which was conveniently placed beside the uninterested boy and a girl with headphone jack ears.

The girl nodded at the teacher and shot one last glare at purple boy before making her way to her seat, her face a beet red from the unexpected question.

"Sorry about Mineta," the headphone girl whispered as (y/n) took her seat. "He's always this pervy."

Mineta huh...

"The name's Kyoka Jirou" the classmate said, resting her head on her hand. I'm looking forward to getting to know you. You seem like quite the character."

(y/n) simply nodded and smiled back at her. "You too, Jirou."

The dismissal bell rang and the class erupted in chatter. Mr. Aizawa simply crawled back into his sleeping bag and rolled out of class.

(y/n) sat at her desk and took out what was needed for her next subject, english. From what she'd heard Present Mic was just loud and out there to say the least. But then again at a school like UA you're bound to have some pretty odd people attending. After english was lunch, followed by basic hero training with the notorious pro hero All Might. The girl rolled her head back at the thought of him teaching her when he was the one her parents hated most. Most of her childhood was spent sitting at the table of the abandoned bar surrounded by villains discussing their plans to defeat All Might and the other pro heros. As she suspected, their plans always failed which made them turn to (y/n). She was trained by multiple villains in controlling her quirk, combat, and weapon handling in hopes that she'd be the one to destroy him. They even went as far as implementing wings to her quirk to give her more power. When (y/n) was old enough to realize what they were doing, she ran away to live with an old friend of her parents in hopes that one day she could become a hero instead of killing them. She was pleased when she realized they didn't bother trying to find her as she feared of being forced back into training to kill those she admired most.

(y/n)'s thoughts were interrupted by a flash of pink leaning over her. The girl wore a cheeky smile and pitch black eyes. (y/n) brought her head back up and turned to face the girl behind her. Your eyes trailed down to her hands and saw the eraser you had thrown at Mineta.

"Heya new girl! What you did back there was hilarious. I thought you might've wanted your eraser back though." she said, extending her hand towards me.

(y/n) reached out to retrieve her eraser. "Thanks," you said, giving her a thankful smile. "I'm not sure I'd want it back after coming in contact with him."

The girl chuckled at your response. "I'm Mina Ashido by the way, you wanna sit with my friends and I during lunch?" she said, signalling to the group of 3 guys gathered at one of the desks. "That is... if you don't already have someone to eat with."

"Yeah of course!" you reply, happy you were already able to find someone to hang out with. The girl seemed to be pretty nice, you weren't too sure about the guys though.

"Cool! Cya after class, (l/n)!" exclaimed Ashido as she skipped over to her desk.

A couple seconds after a teacher with spiky blond hair and glasses enters through the classroom.

"YO YO YOOOOOOOO!" the teacher shouted.

this is going to be one hell of a day.

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YES ok first chapter hehe i'm going on a posting spree