Sometimes They Yell Back || Trans Bakugou AU

Chapter 1

     I don't hate it here. In fact, I don't mind it much at all really. As long as it's better than that shithole of a middle school. There are obvious issues here, but I don't have to worry about anyone calling me what I don't want them to. The only thing I didn't anticipate coming here was Deku. Bullshit one-for-all successor. He should have never been accepted here, though he did pass the entrance exams. He knows more about me than I'd like him to, I want him to be as blind to me as everyone else is here. That screaming loudly enough makes me more of a guy. I suppose it's also a way to vent my frustration. 

     The teachers take care of me too, they all know and don't care. Which is fine. If they don't refer to me as a girl then they get to keep their heads, so I guess they like living. I'm almost surprised no one has found out yet. I was worried about Deku at first, I thought he'd tell everyone; I guess everyone has secrets though. None of the people that hover around me know either. They all give me my space, which is almost shocking. You'd think they'd be a bit more intrusive, but I guess when I say I'm going to sleep at 8:45, they actually believe it. 

     I get my own time to train in the gym on Wednesdays. You have to fill out a form and put your name on a schedule to do that. Usually, no one overlaps. At some point, I walked in while Kirishima was training. That wasn't a big deal, I just waited about half an hour for him to finish up; sat on the bench and checked my homework again. Once he was done, he changed and left the gym. People don't usually walk in on each other though, I just came a bit early and forgot about other people. I still get worried though, so I wear a black binder and black tank top, hoping if anyone were to come in, it would look like one garment. Worked on Kirishima, but then again he isn't the brightest. If Todoroki on the other hand, were to look at me too long, then there could be an issue. As far as I'm aware, his strong suit is being analytical. 

     Getting my surgery done, would solve my issue. Unfortunately, my funding isn't where I'd like it to be, so that likely won't happen until next year at the soonest. I could probably ask Deku for help really, but I don't want that brat helping me with anything. I'll work for it myself. I've done a couple of side jobs and freelance gigs to help out a bit. It's not much, but whatever I can do I guess. 

     Class, is boring, as usual. I still pay attention, it just gets monotonous after a bit. Same usual routine, take tests, take notes, listen to lectures, train, train more on Wednesdays. I almost miss when we had to work and really defend ourselves. I don't want to get kidnapped again though, I hate being the damsel in distress. I feel like I've filled that role my whole life, I can't have that anymore. Not to mention how I caused All-Might to retire. I'm never going to be able to fix that. I made us lose the symbol of peace. Even if he was already close to that point, I was the catalyst that threw us into chaos. 

     "Class dismissed." I hear Aizawa-Sensei say, which brings me back to reality. Someone puts there hand on my shoulder.

     "Yo Bakubro! Wanna hang out and get some snacks? We were thinking of Pizza for the dorm!" I almost jumped at Kirishima's sudden loudness, though I should be used to it. I slapped his hand away and turned to him. 

     "Fuck off shitty-hair. I'm gonna go back to the dorms, if you really wanna bring me something, make it hot wings and a soda." He didn't seem surprised, probably expected that I'd say no. At least I've made an impression. I did wanna go with them, then I'd be certain they wouldn't fuck up my order somehow. We have a quiz in a few days though, and I want to make sure I properly reviewed what I need to. I need to keep up my angry persona too. People bother me less if I yell at them. Though sometimes if I yell at them enough, they yell back.