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Bakugo's POV

I stared at my phone screen, an empty search bar, waiting to be typed in. 'How to tell if you like someone' scrolling through the list, I couldn't help but think about how Icyhot has been accusing me of abusing shitty hair. Am I? he always seems so happy... even around me which is really unusual, so im not worried. but then theres the losers that call themselves the 'bakusquad'. What they've been saying is really getting under my skin.

(After class, walking to his dorm)

can classes be any less fucking boring? I learnt all that shit when I was five. this school system is bullshit. why do the boys dorms have to be so far from the main building?! I turned the corner in the halls to see a group of kids yelling in a circle, chanting 'fight!! fight!!' I rolled my eyes and started to walk away before I heard something I really wish I hadn't. I heard a familiar scream coming from the center of the circle.

a far too familiar scream..

I turned around so fast i cracked my neck. I ran to the group of people and pushed through the middle. I really wish I didn't care as much as i did. cause the sight I saw made me almost want to turn around so I wouldn't have to see him like that..

I saw kirishima on the floor curled in a ball getting bloody beaten by two boys from class 1c. third years..? why did they bother with him? kirishima isn't the type of kid who gets mixed up with people, especially kids older than him. heck, he refrains from hurting me too badly because he'd be overwhelmed with guilt for weeks to come. knowing that, i knew he did nothing wrong. that's why i threw the boys on him aside without hesitation to see if he was okay. when i got all my focus on him, i noticed that he was furiously shaking, and hiding his head, as if he was used to this. was he..? i shook him a little to get his attention.

"Hey.. Shitty Hair, you okay?" i said soft enough but a little rough so i don't ruin my ego. he calmed a little when he heard my voice. he slowly let his hands fall to the ground. i watched as he slumped into my lap. he opened his eyes the tiniest bit to look at me. he gave me the smallest smile he could muster and snuggled into my leg as his smile melted into a frown once again. i was about to pick him up when i heard an all too familiar annoying ass gasp. i turned around to see pink shit, flex tape, and fucking pikachu. Pink shit had her hands covering her mouth as she ran over to us.
"Not again, not again, not again!"
"What the fuck do you mean 'again' ??? This has happened before?" She nodded her head with tears in her eyes. She grabbed shitty hair's head and put it on her lap, stroking his hair.
"It's okay kiri it's okay..."
She wipes Kirishima's tears away.
"What happened this time? Why did they bother you again? Was it because of Bak- never mind. We can talk about this later." Kirishima nods as pink shit attempts to pick the redhead up. She struggles before looking to Pikachu and flextape for help. They comply. But it also made me wonder why she didn't ask me to help. I brushed it off. I walked off to my dorm. Slightly worrying about the small redhead. Would he be okay?
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