You're My Hero || Katsuki Bakugo x OC

Chapter 9: Certain Memories

[A/N: This chapter is in Bakugo's P.O.V as he looks back on certain memories between him and Miyuki]

[Chapter 3]

This was gonna be a piece of cake for Bakugo. There was no way he was gonna lose to that fucking loser Deku. He already knew who was gonna come in last and be expelled. He thought it was utterly pathetic because of that damn nerd being here. His crimson eyes darted from the green-haired boy over to the pink-haired girl. Bakugo scoffed, but not out of hate or anything, it was mostly because he couldn't understand what the fuck she saw in that quirkless loser, why was she even friends with him?

Hell if he knew. Whatever, who needs her.

The 50 meter dash was the first test and Bakugo practically knew that this was no problem for someone like him, especially since he was going against Deku and Miyuki. Her sweet voice rang in his ears as she had wished Deku good luck, her smile had caused Bakugo's chest to tighten; he hated that feeling and tried to forget about it.

As soon as the starting sound went off Bakugo blew himself towards the end line in just mere seconds; only to hear the time go off again a few milliseconds after his own. He looked to his left and there she stood; one hand on her hip as she was smirking with the look of triumph in her green eyes.

"You seem to like coming in 2nd after me Miyuki." Dammit, that was suppose to be an insult but instead it came out playfully. Bakugo mentally yelled at himself for it. His eyes widened when he heard her laughing, but god did he love the sound of it.

The ball toss test was next and Bakugo just had to laugh at these fucking losers, their scores couldn't come close to what he had scored, not that any of them could reach it anyway (Uraraka's was the only one that passed his but he chose to ignore it). Then it was her turn, if anyone could come even close to his it was her. He smirked and went behind her yelling "Nice ass Miyuki!" He thought he had sabotaged her concentration but growled when the ball was flying high into the sky.

His face was getting hot upon what he just said moments ago; did he mean it? Yeah right, as if! Bakugo played it cool when some of his loser classmates looked at him with surprised looks. He just laughed and blamed his flustered face from laughing too hard.

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[Chapter 4]

Fuck yeah! Now this was something Bakugo could get behind; a fucking battle trial out of all things. It felt like things were going in his favor. The wall from behind everything opened up to reveal cases with their costumes. Bakugo grabbed his and went to put it on. He just had to admit it; he looked hella badass; his gauntlets were even better than how he drew them while designing his costume and with them he definitely fit the word of 'menacing'.

He walked out of the changing room and looked at everyone else's costumes. Pathetic, they were all just fucking pathetic. He looked at hers, the top part of it had clung to her curves nicely. Fucking hell, he was staring too much and people were bound to find out. Just fucking say something already! "Hey Miyuki, your costume is lame as shit. You look like a low budget sidekick rather than a hero." Dammit, that wasn't what he wanted to say.

Then she turned around and holy shit she looked even fucking better. For a split second Bakugo had believe that she didn't see him just staring at her, but then he noticed her green orbs taking in the sight of his costume and became well aware that she was checking out him out. An irk mark was on his head as he puffed his cheeks out to stop the blush that was on his cheeks, cursing an insult to himself.

She stopped staring at him when he growled lowly. "What the fuck is the matter with you?" Well at least that made her stop staring.

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