Plz, Read!!
There are a couple of things I need to address before this chapter starts. Please read all of it.
1. Stop getting upset about the way Bakugo treats the reader at the beginning of the story. Despite how most stories portray him, Bakugo doesn't fall in love at first sight or automatically treat people nicely. If you don't like the way I write a cannon Bakugo then you can leave. But this is how the real Bakugo acts in MHA so that's how I write him.
2. I would appreciate it if you keep the inappropriate comments to a minimum. I read all of the comments I get because they usually make me smile, but when I see those it honestly bothers me. I get easily sex-repulsed and I don't like seeing that kind of stuff. I want you guys to enjoy the story, but I would appreciate it if you guys limit what you say in the comments.
3. And finally, if you see any grammar or spelling mistakes in my story, don't be afraid to point them out for me in the comments. Everyone makes mistakes and sometimes I miss them when editing. Just please don't be rude about it! Thank you.
I know this doesn't pertain to everyone, but I get a lot of comments that either make me angry or uncomfortable. I would just like this to be a nice environment without toxic comments. Thank you dumplings. ❤️
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Today marks the last week of June, also making it two months since you joined Class 1-A. Summer has officially taken over in Japan, making it too hot for long-sleeved shirts and jackets. Everyone has switched to wearing short-sleeves and leaving their jackets tied around their waists or hung over the back of their chairs. Except for Ida, who refuses to wrinkle his official UA jacket.
Finals quickly approach, a tradition that you've missed out on in previous years. From the horror stories the Bakusquad tells you, it doesn't sound like much fun. Hours of grueling test-taking, slaving over textbooks for days, a short time limit that you have to complete a 30-page test in. At least, that's what they were telling you until Bakugo yells at them to shut up and tells you what it's really like.
Apparently, it's only an hour to two hour-long test on everything we've learned so far, and it's not nearly as long and hard as the squad claimed. Mina and Kaminari try to argue with Bakugo about how hard finals are, but he brushes them off saying if they actually studied then they wouldn't struggle so much. That shuts them up quickly, not being able to argue seeing as they haven't studied at all and finals are in a week.
"Wait, so have you studied yet?" Kirishima jumps in, ignoring the panicked screams of the other squad members.
"Nope," You reply, stuffing the last of your textbooks in your backpack. To Kirishima, you're surprisingly calm for someone who hasn't studied a page.
"At all?"
"Nope."
"Like, at all, at all?" He asks again for clarification.
"That's what I said," You mumble back, straightening up and starting to walk towards the door.
"Oi, where are you going Shrimpy?" Bakugo turns his attention from yelling at Mina, Kaminari, and Sero to shouting at you as you start to slide open the door.
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