The Transfer Student &Dad is suicide

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Before The school bell rang our English Teacher Mr. Shōta announced that we have a transfer student from

The whole class went quiet as everyone's eyes fell on him girls whispering about how hot he is and boys prolly wondering who the fuck is he and bullies talkng about how they got a new errand boy as he looked loaded.
My gaze still glued to the window cuz I could care less those rats always tall highly about everyone rich

"Introduce yourself kiddo"said Mr.Shōta snapping me from my thoughts
"Shōto Todoroki is the name" he answered

3 seconds passed "Is that all?" asked the teacher but he got no answer this time

"OK you can sit next to Katsuki." said the teacher pointing at me causing me to look and god I know it's not really so Bakugo but I made eye contact with the most beautiful eyes ever his eyes had two complete different colors just as his hair mesmerized by his fair pale skin the kid had an strangely neutral expression on his face,His straight parted hair was difficult to be unnoticed as each side had a different color,his left side was white yet grayish and the other side a deep bloody red he also had a mark the perfectly matched the right side of his head I think it fell from his forehead to his under eye but I  couldn't be certain because of his bangs

Reality slapped me hard like a betch
Damn Bakugo were you really just staring at the details of a MAN? LIKE TF? He got A DICK a fokin Dick!
I kept mentally slapping myself cause it's the first time I ever paid attention to my surroundings and it had to be a man...I don't even go that way.

He nodded and made his way next to me all eyes still on him but he didn't look phased at all it was as if he was used to all that attention.
Arrogant bastard.

He sat beside me without making noise but as he sat down he took out a book it was one about some Greek mythology "Phaedra by Racine" it read on the cover
Seriously? A book? Definitely a nerd said the voice inside my head he just buried his head into book still expressionless..Why does he look so empty like these fuckers that we call classmates are so transparent but this dude is fucking hard to read like just look at him he's at a new school not even looking anxious or maybe he's good at hiding it cuz only me can pull that.

"Quit staring at me already."He said giving me an annoyed look this time.
Is he picking up a fight?! Cause I'm completely down for it! Ok ok chill self.
I dunno what he wants but he's messing up with the wrong person

"Don't flatter yourself I wasn't looking at you." I reply
I'm the boss here know your place weirdo.

"I'm not gay." He replied eyes still glued on his book

"What the fuck! I screamed as I jumped from my seat everyone was looking my way.

"Is there something I can help you with Mr.Katsuki?" asked the teacher taking of his glasses

"Nothing I'm good." I gritted my teeth out of frustration

Mr.Shōta was teaching us how to write an email to apply for a job like dafuk we're like barely 16 we ain't searching for a job in our mid teens

The bell rang and the teacher gave us some homework as usually before i even left the classroom he called me
"Bakugo I need to talk with you for a minute...you too Todoroki"said with a serious tone
Oh fuck what did I do this time?Did he found out that I skipped art class last week? Nah I'm sure the fake medical certificate worked?
Many questions went through my head as I'm no rule follower I do whatever shit I want I'll worry about the consequences later.

We both stood facing the Aizawa yes betch I'm sick of using honorific besides it's my thoughts we're in it's not as if he can hear me.

"Bakugo as the class president you need to be Todoroki's guide today you need to show him around and exp-"

"What?!" I shouted cutting out his sentence I was spacing out till I heard the "Show him around" no cuz there's just no way I'm showing around this loner and I'm Bakugo I got shit to do

"Sir but-" he cut off my sentence this time

"No buts complete your duty correctly "he added then walked out
The atmospher was awkward then he spoke up

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