Bakuhoe's Oneshot's Spice!

How could you? ~KiriBaku~

This chapter's a little sad, but it will be amazing!

I hope <:D
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~Narater~

Ah, Bakugou Katsuki. One of the most self proud students in U.A. The one who doesn't give up or back down to little nonsense...

A boy who holds up these strong barriers to hide the secret inside..

This guy who helps people in his own way. When you think at first, you assume he's a bully from the start. Until you look closely at this full hearted ash blonde.

Well even this boy as problems, and they have started ever since middle school. This small frail boy, Izuku Midorya. He claimed to be friends with bakugou ever since toddlers.

Though the other disagrees. This greenette held on tight to him. Followed after his footsteps. Learning from the person he knew best.

Well bakugou didn't like it, he made sure Midorya couldn't catch up. He didn't want to be as "weak" as him.

Everyone in middle school feared this blonde. Either with him, or just an "extra".

Midorya was the main target. Bakugou always let out his anger. Cursing him out, punching, kicking.

Highschool rolled around. Midorya and Bakugou were the only ones who were accepted to U.A. Of course when bakugou found out, he made sure he got revenge.

The couple few weeks of school happened and groups started to form.

Midorya began to grow of fame, being called a cinnamon bun, baby, cutie, etc. Bakugou, earning his fame because of his anger.

Everything was running naturally, the bullying died down, but the comments never ended...

Not long after that, the day finally came.

It was their 3rd year of highschool. Bakugou grew out of being rude to midorya. Instead of proud, he felt guilt. Regret. Shame, looking back in his past was horrible to him, but he didn't want anyone to know how he really felt.

So, once again, his walls grew thick. Pushing his feelings low and injecting anger on the outside.
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One night bakugou got a private message from one of the people he talked with in middle school.

What happened next changed everyone's mind, the way they looked at bakugou.

And It all began....on this day..
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~Kirishima's p.o.v~

I set my pencil on my desk from grabbing it out of my bag. The bell rang, instructing class has begun.

Today I will accomplish somthing. Maybe, hopefully. Dang, I really don't want to be here. It's boring, I'd rather train.

Letting out a sigh, I prop my chin on my hand, glancing at the empty seat where bakugou sat.

Weird. I check the time on my phone real quick as sensei began calling out attendance.

Bakugou should be here by now. He's never late, more like five minutes early if anything.

Hmm. Is something up? "K..iri" maybe he fell off a boat! "Shima" wait that wouldn't make sense. Is he sick? "Kirishima" What if he's so sick that he can't even wake up! "Kirishima!"

The sound of my name sounded through the air. I immediately reacted subconsciously. "Er! Present!" I blurt, raising my hand and tipping my chair backward as I stand.

Aizawa crosses his arms. The class erupting into giggles and kaminari's dieing laughter. "Uh...!..Sorry sensei" he shakes his head, instructing me to sit. Before I do, the door to the classroom opens.