#Memories# Bakugou K. x M! Trans! Reader

Day One!

         ((A/N: No one's reading this but that's ok I just like to write. If you're here say hi :) )

   Y/N was next to Aizawa in the backroom during the entrance exam. He almost felt like a teacher despite being babied by everyone in the room. Y/N watched all the kids and their worried, excited, determined, faces. He knew the feelings, he had discovered them alone. He was watching a boy destroy a giant robot, although worth no points, he still fought it to protect a brunette girl. The boy had green hair that was curly. He reminded Y/N of someone, although he couldn't figure it out. After a while of watching, laying against the wall like Aizawa, for he thought he was cool, the exam ended. Y/N turned to Aizawa and scribbled on his notepad He'll get into class 1-A too right?  Aizawa just looked down and muttered "Probably, although his quirk will definitely need some work." Noticing your confused expression, he nodded his head towards the screen. "His arms." They were completely bruised, probably broken. You winced slightly seeing him lie on the floor. 

           Waking up slightly, Y/N got up from his bed and trudged to his uniform on the chair in front of his desk. He fumbled with his tie and took a second to reflect on the people he had seen in the entrance exam. He could tell a couple things about them already. The brunette girl who got stuck was obviously poor as her clothing looked almost similar to Y/N's. That could've been her motivation to be a hero. Y/N could tell what people were feeling or thinking rather easily. Either that or he was completely oblivious. The green haired boy and the tall blue boy with glasses seemed to have a small grudge against each other, and as he saw from watching Mr. Cockatoo (Which Y/N found humor in calling Present Mic) the blue haired boy was strict when it came to rules. Another thing Y/N found interesting was a spiky blond haired boy. They made eye-contact briefly and the boy's smirk was quickly replaced with one or surprise. Y/N had no clue why but shrugged it off. 

        Y/N walked out of his storage closet and was almost intimidated by the seas of students already in the hall. He hadn't even had time to get breakfast yet! He clung to the walls of the halls, not used to so many kids in one place, he stuck out a little with his weird behavior. A couple kids already looked at him funny while he locked the door to the closet, as it was a slightly weird sight to see. Holding his notebook in his hand, he stayed pressed against the walls and slid to class 1-A which he had no trouble finding and was immediately taken aback. In front of the door was the boy with green hair, barely managing to stutter out a couple of words to the brunette girl in front of him. Y/N shuffled past them gaining their attention for a second from his ruffled hair and extreme silence. The green haired boy continued staring however, his mouth agape. Y/N In the classroom was another small scene, the blonde haired boy was sitting at a desk with his feet on the table and the tall blue haired boy was scolding him. 

        Y/N made eye-contact with the spiky haired male again and he blinked a couple of times, his eyes widening more and more every time. Y/N felt self conscious and silently brushed his hand over his hair in a slight attempt to smooth it down. He slightly bowed before choosing a seat in the back row. The loud blue haired boy soon got tired of yelling at the blond and moved over to Y/N. "Who are you? I don't recall seeing you at the entrance exam. Are you lost?" He boomed. Y/N sighed silently before reaching for his notepad. "Are you ignoring me? Where is everyone that is hero material here?" Y/N glared at the tall boy before handing him the note-pad that read My name is Y/N and you didn't see me because I was backstage with the teachers. Y/N knew this was how he would have to be communicating for the next few weeks but he found it a little bit annoying to have to write what he was thinking. The boy looked at Y/N and slowly said "Can you not talk? I sincerely apologize." He sternly bowed and he sheepishly smiled in return. 

         Y/N was left alone after that, the boy, who he learned was Iida Tenya, was talking to the blonde again when Mr. Aizawa slid into the room in his sleeping bag. Y/N silently chuckled at the students stunned expressions before writing Good Morning  Mr. Aizawa on a piece of paper, tearing it out, sticking it on his head, and bowing. "Yes, Good Morning Y/N." He said, making the class stare at Y/N like he had two heads. Mr. Aizawa got up and told the kids about UA, the usual, Y/N didn't need to pay attention however for he read and memorized Mr. Aizawa's notes before he gave them. Next to him was a half white half red haired boy named Todoroki Shoto, he remembered him for having ice as a quirk although it seems like he had fire too. He had a scar on his right side and mis colored eyes. He was quite handsome but not necessarily Y/N's type. On the other side of Y/N was the brunette girl, Uraraka Ochako. She seemed to look better than when Y/N last saw her but she still looked a little uptight. 

      Next thing Y/N knew, he was changing in his room (as he wasn't comfortable changing with anyone else) and set off to the field to go throw a baseball. Exciting stuff.  He thought. He grabbed the iPod touch All Might bought him -trying to win the oblivious child over-  and hopped out, locking the door behind him. As he got to the field he noticed the blonde boy still staring at him, eyebrows furrowed. Y/N walked over to the boy, Bakugou Katsuki, ignoring the shocked faces of his classmates, he scribbled down Hi. "What." said Bakugou moodily. Y/N put on a slight pout before writing You look familiar, do I know you?  Bakugou stared at the with a bit of panic in his eyes before quickly saying "I've never met you." Y/N was about to ask more questions but Mr. Aizawa started the first test. Y/N fidgeted with his iPod, selecting Fly by Got7, a song he had practiced during his time at UA. While Denki was finishing his not-so-impressive throw, Y/N timed the perfect time to start his song, plugging in his headphones and focusing on  one move, one that would morph the ground under the baseball into a big pole, launching the baseball. 

       Y/N stepped up to the plate, ignoring any strange stares from his classmates, as he had gotten used to them by this point. He mouthed the words and silently counted down 1, 2, 3. Suddenly shooting up his pillar in perfect timing with the music as he stomped on the ground. The baseball shot up and Mr. Aizawa read the score, "700.2 meters." Not as good as Bakugou but Y/N's quirk wasn't made for only one attack at a time. But he still considered it a win.