Sugar, we're going down

American Idiot

Notes:

So basically a college AU with some other side bits.

Bakugou: Art major
Kirishima: Mental Therapy and Psychology major
Mina: Dance major
Hagakure: Textiles and Design major
Kaminari: Sports therapy major
Sero: Design Technology major
Tokoyami: Ornithology major
Jirou: Music major
Momo: English literature major

Others will be added later!

Kirishima breathed in the air, finally. College. That was a nice thought, he was at college now and everything he didn't like from before could be forgotten. It was a new start.
"Broooooo what did you do to your hair?!"
Ooh shit. He knew that voice. He turned around to see none other than his best friend since elementary school, Mina Ashido.
"Why the hell are you here?" Came out before he could stop himself, "Sorry didn't mean it like that, just surprised that's all. How come you didn't go to Kagoshima college with everyone else?"
Mina chucked "Couldn't leave my best bro alone, could I? I need to have my gayly (daily) catch up while binging the gayest shows we can find! "
"Okay, I suppose it would have been hard to live without my queer queen. I need someone to be overly chaotic gay with." Kirishima replied, maybe one person from his old life wasn't to bad, best of both worlds right?

"I'll text you later once I've said hi to my flatmates and got some of my stuff sorted."
" Text you later Ei, good luck with settling in! " the girl called to her bestfriend as they parted to their respective flat blocks.

Eijirou walked up to the counter and asked for his flat number and key. Once he grabbed them off the front desk, he made his way up to the 4th floor, flat F4A57. After reading a deep breath, he slotted the key in the lock. Click.

When he walked in, there was a boy with long black hair in a messy bun, bright yellow eyeshadow and a scar that was wide and spread slightly unevenly in a diagonal line that ran across the bridge down to the to tip of his nose. It looked crazy manly and Kiri's gay side was going mad.
He coughed "Hi there, I'm Eijirou Kirishima. It's nice to meet you." He held his hand out.
"Hey I'm Fumikage Tokoyami, I have the bedroom right next to the living room. So what do major in?"
Despite his exterior Tokoyami was overall a very bubbly person.
"I'm Mental Therapy and Psychology. How about you?"
" I major in Ornithology. It's the-"
"Study of birds, I think that's what it is at least" a small blush of embarrassment creeping up his neck.
"Yeah, dude how did you know that, I've not meet many people who do."
" My uncle used to do it professionally, but he stopped when he got married because he needed more money. He does professional work here and there though. " He laughed slightly.
"You seem pretty cool. Oh one last thing, I went to high school with the other dude staying here, he wants the room next to the kitchen so your next to me. He's kinda explosive and he is very closed off. So be careful around him."

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Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. His alarm was going of like crazy, and finally he, annoyed and tired, but the top in desperate attempt to shut it up. Unfortunately, today was the first day of class and he had 3 morning classes and only 2 after his lunch break.
Tokoyami was sitting on the kitchen counter next to the gas hob, eating a bowl of fruit loops. "They aren't just for kids you know! " he had said when Kirishima had asked him about it.
So where is the other guy? I kinda want to introduce myself at least so I'm not living with a total stranger."
" His class is joining up with another class for their very first class so he wanted to get there early to do some, and I quote 'actual fucking work before any of the shitheads show up' "
He mumbled a small reply, grabbed a bit of bread with chocolate spread and headed out to get to class on time.

He made it, just. The bell rang and he sat down getting his stuff out when the teacher rolled in, in a yellow sleeping bag.
"Hey everyone I'll be your emotion education teacher. The first topic we'll be doing is expression. Most of you are doing psychotherapy for mental issues and subjects surrounding that topic. That is..." He read out a list of names, Eijirou's included. 80% of the people that are left rest are doing sports therapy, that is... " the first name he called sent Kirishima into a state of temporary paralysis due to shock.
"Kaminari, Denki"
ONE OF HIS OLD BESTFRIENDS?!?! He looked around frantically and sure enough there was a crazy blonde haired boy with big golden eyes and a back lightning bolt tattoo on the side of his cheek and neck. That was definitely him. There was no time for speculating about it now though. Their teacher was taking again.
"-classes with one of the art classes so that we can talk about expression in, thought and by more artistic forms. You will be paired up and will have to work with them for the first assignment."

" So you're Bakugou, I'm Eijirou Kirishima, Kiri for short. "

"I don't give a fucking toss, shitty hair." The blonde scowled.

"So we have to work together to make a poster of leaflet to talk about art and expression. How about you draw and I write."
" Fuck you, I'm not doing it fucking now! Here is my number, text me whenever and we'll meet, I've been working since 4:30am, I'm to fucking tired to do shit right now! " with that he fell asleep on the desk.
The day went by surprisingly quickly, and he didn't have another single thought about Bakugou or Kaminari.
When he opened the door he was greeted with the smell of food. Food that was being cooked!
"Tokoyami I didn't know you could cook?!" He said surprised without looking at the person in the kitchen.
"Bird brain can't cook for fucking shit!"
Kirishima recognised that voice but he couldn't think of where from.

He walked up and tapped the ash-blonde on the shoulder, in a hope that he would find out who his new flatmate was. When he did finally turn round, he did not get the reaction that he had hoped for.
"What the FUCK, shitty-hair!?!?