The Favor [Bakugou x Reader]

Chapter 1 - Dreamt of Fire

The world filled with smoke and fire.

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FOUR MONTHS LATER

You followed his long dark hair up the walkway toward the tall building. The landscape was pristine and past the rows of identical looking brick dorms you could see what appeared to be patches of training ground cityscapes, a giant colosseum, and the iconic glass UA main building. It was after sundown and quiet on the large campus.

"I'm sorry I'm coming so late in the day. My flight from Seattle to Narita got delayed and then the train..." you mumbled to his back. He had introduced himself as Aizawa Shouta, your new homeroom teacher when you met at the gate, but he didn't reply now, just kept walking. He was dressed in all black, making his silhouette blend into the darkness of the grounds, paired only with a long grey scarf that wrapped around his neck at least a half dozen times. In your own dark jeans and black leather jacket, you wondered if anyone would even be able to see you both in the night.

You lowered your head as you tried to match his stride up the porch steps, nearly stumbling on the landing. He opened the door and you could hear laughter and happy chatter. Rather than calm your nerves, it just made your heart race faster. You clenched your hands into fists and took a deep breath.

"Class." The animated noise halted immediately and heads swiveled toward the door. "This is [l/n] [f/n]. She's a transfer and will be in your class. Iida, show her around the school tomorrow. Yaoyorozu, her room will be next to yours. Please show her the dorm." He left, looking as if that brief speech warranted a nap.

Guess I'm on my own now.

Before you could even raise a hand to wave or put down your backpack, you were bombarded with a barrage of questions.

"Where did you transfer from?" A cheerful brunette girl.

"What's your quirk?" A smiley green-haired boy.

"Is this going to affect our rankings?" A tall, serious looking boy with dark blue hair and glasses.

"Did you have a boyfriend at your last school?" A girl with pink skin and horns.

"Do you want one?" A blond with a power cord (?) hanging from his lips. Did he just wink at me?

"Do you already have your provisional license?" A red-haired boy with shark-like teeth.

"WOAH! Um, Blackstone. I have no idea. No? What? Yes..." You pointed at each of the students who asked, addressing their questions in a rush, finishing with the redhead. You took a deep breath.

"Let's start again. Hi. I'm [l/n] [f/n]. Just call me [f/n]. I'm transferring from Blackstone in America." At the sound of your previous high school, a low hum filled the space.

Blackstone was one of the top hero academies in the United States, on par with UA for how many professional heroes it produced. While UA took in students of many quirk types, some American schools focused on specific quirk classes. Morphos attracted transformation type quirks. Therian only accepted Heteromorphic students. Blackstone looked for Emitters.

"Why did you leave?" a small girl with green hair and a long tongue asked nonchalantly.

I knew the question was coming. Why didn't I prepare a good answer?

"My mom was transferred to Japan for her job," you rushed through your response choosing not to elaborate any further and instead countered, "But I'm excited to be at UA!" You bit your lip, not wanting to sound like a weird fan girl.

"I know you've all been together for a whole year and have gone through some seriously crazy stuff..." you trailed off, which didn't seem to matter since a moment later a floating pair of pajamas pulled you from the doorway and onto a couch.