𝑆𝑈𝑃𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑂𝑅 ♕ h. sero

𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝙄𝙑𝙀

"you're too slow, shitty transfer. is this the type of stuff they taught you in school back there-"

currently, it was 6 a.m. and i was training with bakugo, he was like an alarm who woke me up. he knocked on my door at half-five each morning, almost expecting me to be awake and train with him.

i would never admit it, but bakugo was my toughest competition, he was the sole reason i still believed in god. why was bakugo the thin piece of string keeping me attached to religion, you ask? well, each morning, i prayed that he would fall down the stairs and break his legs. i prayed more often than not that i wouldn't hear that dreaded knock at 5:30 in the morning.

well, so far, nothing had come true. yes, for sure i was sad that he got kidnapped by those shabby outcasts, the "league of villains". honestly what a dumb name, they couldn't have chosen anything more creative, i was surprised at how the hero agency hadn't killed them off yet. all they were, were a bunch of drop-outs with mild childhood trauma.

anyways, my thoughts are trailing. i was talking about bakugo. ah, yes! i was talking about how i thought my prayers came true when he got kidnapped! it was one of the happiest days of my life.

do you think i'm being too much here? well, i had been taught since birth to be the best, to be at the 'top'. once, my parents got angry that i got 2nd place on my maths test, for your information my score on that test was a 98 so, you'd see how i think like this now, right? everything is a competition. i'm willing to be at the top-

no. that's an understatement, i'm craving that no. 1 position. i'll eliminate anything in my way to take it.

"bakugo, this is pointless, you know i'm going to win this one."

i hid the apparent smirk that was on my face, it was true, he was on the edge, coughing his lungs out. i had understood that him sweating was a good and bad thing? it meant i had obviously made him work to the point of exhaustion, but if i'm not wrong, his sweat was nitroglycerin which meant it would enhance the power of his quirk.

but he didn't know that i was on edge, all i did was make a simple bluff. it usually doesn't work on him, his ego's like an iron wall, the only thing that can even scrape it is if you mention the fact that he was the reason all might lost his career. would that worsen his trauma? yes. but it would also benefit me, so in the end, who cares?

"shut up, dumbass-"

"all might would know, wouldn't he bakugo? you couldn't even take down some shitty amateurs, how the hell could you win over me."

well, one thing was for sure, i was bluffing. it was a big bluff. the stuff that todoroki gave me yesterday definitely weakened my lungs. the amount of wheezes that came out every time i tried to breathe were almost embarrassing. i couldn't beat him without using up all of my energy so i resorted to talking.

well, it was also the fact that hitting bakugo's weak spot was so satisfying.

i watched as his face went from shock to sadness and then finally, anger. as he walked up to me, small explosions already omitting from his hand, he wore a grin. it was amusing to see him struggle with his hormones, all that anger.

men are so sensitive.

"you're funny, very funny."

he answered, walking up to me.

"i'm also strong, strong enough to beat those villains that you couldn't."