Hey Soulmate! [(Bakugo Katsuki) Two-Month Hiatus]

Chapter Nine

"Hey there, Angel!" A familiar voice called out to me, successfully gaining my full attention as we waited for our turn in the 50-meter test.

"Hey, handsome." I chuckled at his pink cheeks as he smiled cheekily. "I knew you'd pass the exam, Pikachu." We did a high five and continued talking until I was called for my turn.

I was paired against a tall grayish-brown skinned boy with silver-blue hair and with maroon slashes across his golden slanted eyes. He smiled at me which I reciprocated before we both focused ahead of us. I prepared my wings, spreading them wide and careful as to not hit the boy beside me. "And... Start."

And with that, I flew off, finishing the test in 3.03 seconds. A new record.

The boy finished in 5.56 seconds, not even panting and trying to catch his breath. "You did good ,mate." He gave me a shy thumbs up, a bit bothered at his accent slipping out. Hah, the same as me.

"You too, mate." Man, I'm glad I don't hafta worry 'bout my accent with him, seeing as we share the similar problems. I just grinned and held out my hand for a handshake which he accepted gladly. "Hikari Tenshi, at your service. You sharin' the same accent problems as me, eh?" I introduced myself with a cheeky smile to which he grinned at. "Kokkaku Seigyo, pleasure to share the pain." He laughed at his statement, making me think that he's probably a good shoulder to lean on when there's somethin' troubling you. You know? The ones that fills your mind with funny thoughts just to get your mind off of things. Yeah, those types.

"What's your quirk anyway? I need to give you a nickname first..." He straight out ignored my last sentence and just smiled at me. "Skeletal Control, Angel." That's actually quite an amazing quirk he got there. Too bad it doesn't really show it's potential in this physical assessment test. It's a shame, really.

"The nickname's quite old, Esqueleto." Yeah, I love spanish nicknames. It's cute. Grenada isn't really Spanish, I just twisted it more into a more extravagant version. Besides, I think it sounds better than Granada, right?

"Angel suits you the best." I nodded and just laughed. "What's yours? Angel quirk?" I nodded and fluttered my wings a little. "Angel's Light, actually." He hummed, examining my wings and gliding his fingers a little on the primary feathers. Then my sensitive ass flinched and shuddered. How embarrassing.

"D-Don't do that..." I could feel his hand jerk away as I said that. "S-Sorry! Sensitive?" I just nodded and tried to get my breathing correct.

"Tenshi. Your turn." Standing long jump? I'll just have to fly over it. So I did.

I continued with the test, not really knowing hot my quirk was gonna help me in the others, especially the side steps. In the end, I pretty much got an average score.

So I did the last test before broccoli. "Ball throw, go ahead Tenshi." Aizawa-sensei ordered me.

I stood in the middle of the circle, still wondering how the hell I'm gonna do this. Then I got an idea. "Anything will do, right? Aizawa?" He just lifted a brow and answered, "Anything, now hurry up."

I plucked the largest feather and stabbed it into the poor ball with a murderous gaze. I could feel the others sweatdropping and Pikachu muttering, "Poor ball..."

I raised the feather and readied my stance. And with that, I yeeted the ball away.

Javelin Throw.

I participated in that in every sports festival in junior high.

"698.3 meters." Meh, good enough.

"Anything you, say." I just smirked at Aizawa-sensei's deadpanned face. "You owe me another ball, Hikari." I just waved it off and walked over to Raka-chan's side, immediately congratulating her with the infinity score. "Hey there, love! You took the 'to infinity and beyond' to a whole 'nother level, eh?" She just blushed and giggled, laying her head on my shoulder and once again, finding it a difficult task.