(Y/N) Midoriya is Izuku Midoriya's cousin and a childhood friend of Katsuki Bakugou, despite not being in good terms with him. Unlike her cousin, she was born with the quirk 'Fire Breath'. She passed the UA Entrance Exam along with her childhood fri...
"Ha?" The boy loudly exclaimed. "Nensho? What the hell are you doing here?" He smiled at me in an evil manner. There was a boy next to his seat. He had glasses and dark blue hair. He seemed to be reprimanding Bakugou for putting his feet on his desk.
"I should be asking you the same question, Baka-gou!" I stomped my foot as I yelled. Everyone in the class was just staring at us with wide eyes. I would be shocked too when two classmates I don't even know would just start cursing at each other. "I thought you weren't good enough for this class," I mocked.
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Bakugou jumped out of his seat and stomped his feet towards me. "You fire-breathing loser," he growled as he gritted his teeth. "Talk to me like that some more and you'll see what's coming to you." He stood in front of me, the difference in our heights became clear. I looked up to him and he looked down at me, both of us had our hands in our pockets. Our classmates stared at us in fear as we glared daggers at each other. "You're all talk, aren't you? I bet your ass doesn't even dare to go against me."
"Oh yeah?" I snapped back. "I bet your ass is afraid of turning into barbeque chicken!" Bakugou loves to get on my nerves. He's such an arrogant and aggressive bastard. Most people are scared of him unlike me. Fine, he's intimidating, but I'm not gonna give him what he wants. I glared into his red coloured orbs and he glared right into mine. Strangely, time seemed to stop for me. I don't know if he was feeling the same thing but I do know that it felt rather nice? Like I could get lost in his eyes all day. What am I saying? Bakugou always gave me such a weird feeling whenever he's around ever since we were little kids. Maybe it is because I hate him so much? If I'm being honest, I am not very sure.
"Stop it you two!" The tall boy with dark blue hair and glasses pushed us both back. "I don't care if you two have known each other before but it is the first day of school and you two are acting like angry cats!" He scolded. We both pushed him back in unison.
"Shut it, Four-Eyes!" We yelled. "This has nothing to do with you!"
We heard the door open behind me. "(Y/N)? K-Kacchan?!" I turned my head around and Bakugou diverted his attention to the person who said our names. It was a boy with green, curly hair and had freckles on his face. The look on his face was a mix of both confusion and surprise.
"Deku."
"Oh look, it's the broccoli," I smiled at him and left Bakugou. "What's up, cousin?" I raised my hand, asking for a high five. Izuku smiled back and slapped my hand.
"I'm doing good..!" He replied with a smile.
"Cousin!?" The class exclaimed from the back in confusion.
"Isn't the green-haired guy the one who took down that giant robot from the entrance exam?" Asked a red-headed boy.
"Well, them being cousins explains why I kept seeing the two together," said a blond-haired boy with a black lightning bolt-shaped streak on his hair.
"I saw them in action myself!" A familiar golden blond-haired boy said in a very dramatic way. "The girl's quirk is fire breathing and we already know the boy's quirk. Very flashy but not as fabulous as mine~!" The boy had literal sparkles coming out of him. Damn.
Izuku glanced at Bakugou who was right behind me. Something told me that he gave him a scowl because he looked back at me in fear. "I'm glad you're in the same class as me, (Y/N)," Izuku gave me a shaking smile. "You're kind of like Kacchan but... Better!" Should I take that as an insult or a compliment?
"What did you say, Deku?" Bakugou yelled. He shoved me to the side and started to walk towards Izuku. "I'll kick your--" I cut him off by pushing him back quickly and smacking his face.
"If you're gonna kick his ass," I yelled. "You're gonna have to go through me!"
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His eyes were wide as he placed his hand on his red cheek. He clenched his jaw, dropped his hand and stared at me, furious. "Damned Nensho! You'll pay for that!"
"Come at me!" The two of us went off for a good minute. The argument escalated to the point the females had to restrain me and the males had to pull Bakugou away from me. "Let me go!" I yelled at my classmates. "Let me get him!" Bakugou was also yelling at his fellow guys to let him go. We were so focused on arguing with each other that I did not notice Izuku talking to the brown-haired girl who slapped him at the exam.
"Oh gosh," the girl with frog-like features exclaimed. "These two are gonna be troublesome for the whole year..."
"I know right?" The pink-skinned female agreed.
"I'm just gonna call it," a girl I could not see said. "These two are gonna be together someday somehow."
"No one's gonna be together," a deep, mature voice stated simply. Everyone froze and turned their heads towards the source of the voice which was outside. There was a yellow sleeping bag that was like a cocoon to a short-bearded man with a very sleepy expression. "Now get to your seats." He muttered loud enough for everyone else to hear. Some of us got startled at his state. Who was he? Was he our teacher? Anyway, everyone shuffled to their seats in a rush. I sat next to Izuku and Bakugou was behind me. The man got out of his little cocoon and faced the class. "It's just the first day and when I came in, you guys were like animals in a zoo." He narrowed his eyes at everyone. "I'm your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa, now, can anyone tell me what caused all the mess?"
The guy with glasses raised his hand up high and straight up the air. "The girl with (H/C) (H/L) hair and the boy with spiky ash-blond hair were fighting, Mr Aizawa!" He announced.
Mr Aizawa turned his head towards us. "What's the problem, you two?"
"He was assigned to this class!" I responded.
"She was assigned to this class!" Bakugou responded at the same time as me. After that small interaction, we glared at each other.
Mr Aizawa sighed, "Hm, I only recognise one of you, Katsuki Bakugou, am I right? I can't change your classes because you were already assigned to it and it's too troublesome for me." He closed his eyes for a while before opening them out of disappointment. "If you can't tell, you two fighting really affects the class. I'll have to assume that you two can't get along by yourselves, so," he gave us a serious look. "I'll force you two to get along."
I gulped at that thought. Force us to get along? I thought. What is he going to do?
