In the hero world, you were either a pro or just an average sidekick. Surprising to most, Misaki Haruka at a very young age had already moved quickly up the ranks. This was mainly due to her powerful quirk that many feared during her younger years...
I couldn't take my eyes off Bakugou. Who the hell was Icy Hot? Is that supposed to be a nickname for Shoto? Shoto's body tensed a bit as he slowly turned his attention up towards Bakugou who was slouched over with his hands in his pockets.
"Bakugou?" Shoto's voice sounded sincere as he gave a small smile up at Bakugou, "Wow, it's been so long"
Did these two know each other?! There is no way that they are friends with each other right? I shifted uncomfortably in my chair watching the two boys interact. Bakugou's gaze would look over at me slightly before continuing his conversation.
"Yeah don't get all sappy though, I see you've met Mitsaki"
My whole body tensed at Bakugou's mere mention of my name. Shoto looked at me a bit confused then back up at Bakugou. He seemed a bit thrown off as well which made me more nervous.
"Yeah, we actually grew up together"
Bakugou's face scrunched up like he was trying to process all the information. He once again looked at me then back at Shoto.
"Well I just popped in to say hey to an old classmate and grab a coffee. Didn't mean to interrupt your date, I'll just leave you two alone"
My heart sank as the sharp words left his mouth. Why was he being like this? It was my turn to look puzzled at him as my arms crossed over my chest. Shoto looked embarrassed as he attempted to make the situation right. Bakugou's stupid shit eating grin looked down at us like he didn't give a fuck what we had to say.
"Oh uh- wait" Shoto tried to politely speak up but Bakugou was already turning his back to us and making his way to the counter.
I watched as Shoto became noticeably uncomfortable and was trying to change the subject, but I could barely make out what he was saying to me. What a fucking asshole. How dare he not contact me for weeks the stomp in here and cause a scene. Who did he actually think he was? I saw red as I glared in Bakugou's direction.
He stood at the counter handing over some money not even turning around once at us. If I wasn't so stunned I would walk over there and dump that hot fucking coffee on his head. Instead, I sat staring at Bakugou's back while it felt like steam was leaving my ears. Bakugou stood there with his stupid hair and stupid slouchy walk. He really was pissing me off.
He didn't even look over before he left. My eyes remained on him, hoping to god he was at least sensing my rath since he didn't even have the balls to look me in the eyes. Hearing the chime of the door closing caused me to exhale loudly as my eyes met Shoto's. He looked a bit concerned as he cocked his head at me.
"Misaki, I hope Bakugou didn't put you in a bad mood..." Shoto's hushed tone upset me because I knew he felt bad.
"No Shoto, it's nothing. Just very predictable is all" My anger got the best of me as I quickly pull out my phone sending a text to Bakugou. I always wanted to be confident enough to text a guy first, but on completely different circumstances.
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