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Ch.39- Announcements

soooo like the youtube bar isn't working so no music lol

Bakugou's POV
         "Kacchan, Can I get a pencil please?"

"Izuku, how many fuckin times are you going to 'borrow' my pencils?!"

Groaning with exhaustion, I pulled out a pencil from my semi dirty pencil case and pushed it behind me. Izuku grabbing it and mustering out a small almost unheard thank you. I gave a simple nod while I turned to focus back at the bakusquad surrounding my desk.

"Hey, you guys ready for the sports festival?"

"The hell?"

"Yeah, of course the annual sport festival is happening."

The others, excited about the newly found news given to them by weirdly Dunce Face, I ignored them and let myself think about the whole thing.

sports festival...hmm

"Bakubro!"

I broke myself out of thought and looked up at Shitty Hair.

"You excited for this year's festival?!"

"I guess. I know I'm going to win again."

"Whatever. I'll beat ya this time around!"

"Sure."

Just before our conversation could continue any further, the class door slammed open to reveal Aizawa who was walking in. The others gave their quick goodbyes before rushing off towards their own desks.

Clearing his throat, he looked at us for a moment before speaking.

"The annual sports festival is starting up again. This time around, the focus is for the work studies which are starting up as well,"

I exchanged a small glance at Izuku before looking back at Aizawa.

"Joining a famous hero agency for your work study is going to be quick easier because of your improvement you all have had. But, teachers have advised that you all practice on different skills to perform in the festival. They aren't looking to see the same stunts you pulled last year. Hell, maybe even the games may be the same just to see what different tricks you use.

So, better stack up on that training. Class is dismissed for now."

With that, we were able to wander around and talk within our cliques. The deku/bakusquad together chatting, and the others loudly boasting about the second festival.

"Another year to show our potential to the pros! Aren't you excited, Midoryia?" Sonic asked towards Izuku, who was sitting on my desk.

"Yeah, I guess. But also nervous. I mean, the crowd was big enough last year. What if it's bigger? I do have myself really bad stage fright."

Knowing how Izuku could get, I propped myself up and gave him a kiss on the cheek, causing a blush to form on his cheeks.

"You guys are too cute." Raccoon's exclaimed with flashes from her phone, with the others adding small comments.

"But—"

Both me and Izuku looked over at Sonic, who was lifting up his glasses with a more serious undertone.

"You can't have your relationship ruin your chances at winning the sports festival! Too much on your plate could cause a dent in your success!"

"I had to deal with abusive household, serve depression, and eating disorder, and self harm when the sports festival from last year came. You really think a relationship is going to have a bad influence on my success?"

Sonic shut his mouth in an instant, looking away from us two and towards the others.

well that shut him up.

The group was surprised by my words, but slowly got tried to run things smoothly again. With Izuku and I talking quietly among ourselves.

"You think we'll do good this year?" Izuku asked, practicing his shoot style in the air. Meanwhile on the other side of the training room, I was busy punching a punching bag.

"Yeah totally." Out of breathe, I stopped punching to get a quick swift of water. I threw the other bottle to Izuku, who caught it with ease.

"You may win again this year! That'd be exciting." Izuku said walking over to me. He quickly pecked my cheek, looking around for a towel.

"Here use mine." I took the white towel off of my shoulder and gave it to him, who gratefully took it with a smile.

"Thank you Kacchan Baby." He moved my head to face him, kissing my lips which I leaned into.

"Oh yo! I didn't know you guys were here." Both of us looked up to spot Icy Hot, Sonic, Shitty Hair, Dunce Face, and Round Face walking in.

"Hey guys! you can totally join us! We could maybe even spar!" Izuku brought up. I looked at them rolling my eyes a bit. I could care less about the sports festival this year. I don't wanna deal with this shit right now.

i just want to sleep.

Words: 800

I know this is a short ass chapter. It was mainly a filler and by the next chapter, which I'm posting today