Dismissal

3

"First things first."

Izuku stood out the front of the exam entrance, feeling slightly agitated to say the least after the run-down of everything.
The stuck up know-it-all was in his group, he glared at the taller male, he wore glasses and had large calf muscles.

The other just glared back. Challenge accepted.
The group had gathered by the huge doors, they were all chattering among themselves, before a booming voice spread over the them.
"BEGIN."

The doors creaked open, this was ought to be fun.

...

"40 points, second after Bakugou." He sighed, great, that bastard was going to be in his class no less. The day was coming to its end, and everyone was streaming out of UA, and Izuku wasn't ready to go 'home' yet, so instead he headed for the mall once again, he was wearing a shirt he bought the other day, a plain pastel blue shirt that had dismissal stitched on the front in white italic, along with white jeans this time around with sky blue vans to top it off.

As he sat down, another shadow appeared beside him.
He sighed, "What's with these shadows hovering around me every time I sit down." He just closed his eyes, not even looking up at the person who stood at his shoulder.
The figure walked past him and took the seat across.

"Izuku." Izuku opened his eyes, Tomura sat on the other seat.
"Oh great, handy boy." Izuku huffed before leaning back, waiting for Shigaraki to explain why the hell he was here.

"You shouldn't have said that to Bakugou." He snarled, Izuku frowned.
"Why not? It's not like he'd believe me anyway." Shigaraki clenched his fist, he didn't have hands littering his body, but nevertheless, he still was unpleasant to look at.

"That's not the point, Deku, the fact that you just strait out revealed your secret is very concerning." Tomura narrowed his eyes at Midoriya, who narrowed his own back.

"You'll be glad to know I got forty points in the exam." He shot back, this seemed to avert Shigaraki's attention.
"So you got in?"
"Hopefully, I still need to wait another week to get my letter, but I'd dare say I got in."
He held up his hand, igniting it with the green fire, the faint sizzling of the acid could be heard as the fire burned, Izuku shook his hand to get rid of the fire, before wiping his hand down with the hem of his shirt.

"Shouldn't you and Kurogiri be doing something with the information I keep sending you?" He asked, somewhat bored.
"No, we have all your information, it's fairly pitiful if you ask me." Tomura stuck his nose up and snorted, clearly annoyed with the younger boy.

"Y'know, Kaachan didn't seem at all surprised I was back, he didn't even have any kindness to the fact that I was back. He just turned away, again." Izuku crossed one leg over the other while leaning further back into his chair, realising it was starting to get a little dark.

"How interesting, I honestly couldn't care less about your childhood friends." Tomura replied before standing up.
"Bye Tommy." Izuku smirked as Shigaraki glared at him. "Bye shithead," he whisked around and vanished into the shadows.
Damn Kurogiri always has the dramatic times sorted out.

Izuku left his chair and started to head home, maybe he could pull off this plan, even if he didn't understand it fully.

So yeah, shitty short chapter, but should be good uwu.
QOTD: what do you want to see happen in this book?