the bends||[k. eijirou]

chapter 2: that's a dumb little face

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     "A QUIRK APPREHENSION TEST!?" everyone in your class yelled in unison. after changing into the p.e. uniforms, you all had headed outside towards a mostly empty area.

     "what about the ceremony!?" and the guidance counselor meeting!?" a girl with chubby cheeks and round eyes questioned. you still hadn't introduced yourself to all of your classmates yet, only knowing the group of five that you met when you entered the classroom. 

     "if you want to be heroes, we don't have time for frilly niceties," aizawa-sensei glanced over his shoulder to look at the class that stood behind him. "you all understand the school's reputation for freedom on campus. well, that 'freedom' goes for us senseis, too."

     the students stood silent. some were surprised at his blunt words, while others seemed to not care. your eyes narrowed slightly while a tiny smirk played on your lips. 'aizawa-sensei's pretty cool'  you thought to yourself.

     "softball pitch, standing long jump, 50 meter dash, endurance running, grip strength test, sustained sideways jumps, upper body excercises, and seated toe-touches. these are all activities you know from middle school, naturally. physical tests where you were barred from using your quirks." a rush of excitement passed through, you could tell where this was headed. this test was the perfect chance to see where the rest of your classmates were in terms of skill and intelligence.

     "The country still hasn't gotten around to standardizing those sorts of records or keeping track of average performance levels. well, that's negligence on the part of M.E.X.T." aizawa-sensei pulled a baseball out of his pocket and held it in his hand. "bakugou," said boy glanced up with an angered look on his face. "how far could you pitch a softball in middle school?"

     'porcupine's name is bakugou.' you repeated this to yourself twice, remembering the information for later if needed.

     bakugou made a noise resembling a mix between 'tch' and a... growl before responding, "67 meters." oh, he STRONG strong. 

     "try using your quirk this time around," aizawa tossed the baseball to him. "as long as you don't exit the circle, anything is you do is fine. don't hold back" at these words, bakugou started to stretch his arm muscles and smirked.

     "you got it." he pulled his arm back before launching the ball forward, a giant explosion following it. "DIIIIEE!!!" a loud boom resonated.

     "die!?" your classmates questioned, astonished by his words. mina, who you were standing by, glanced over at you. you had your hands clasped together, a creepy smile adorning your once angelic features.

     "me and him are gonna be friends whether he likes it or not." you muttered, with wide eyes. mina turned back to face the front, pale-faced. she could basically feel the chaos radiating off of you.