(Y/N)'s POV
I turn around to see who was yelling, and I'm met with a blond guy, about my age. I'm taller than him, but he still manages to look down on me.
I take in his character, the way he holds himself and speaks. The way his Ruby eyes flick up and down my body, how he pushes back his spiky hair.
I'll be honest, he's fucking hot."Hah! It IS you!" He exclaims, almost satisfied with himself.
I stare at him, trying to remember if I know him or not, but fail and sigh.
"I'm sorry?.." I start, then see a spark in his hand and remember, "oh, right, you're Bakugou, the one I saved from being smushed by that robot in the tournament."That seems to tick him off, but I don't understand why he's so angry.
"You didn't save me, I didn't NEED saving! Because of you, I looked like an idiot!" He yells and I tilt my head to the side.
"With that ego, you would have looked like an idiot either way.." I mumble, just so he can hear it.He steps closer to me and grabs a fist full of my shirt and tugs me down a little. I just look at him, a little amused.
"That's it! Fight me!" He yells.
I sigh.
"What do I get out of it?" I ask.
He hesitates, obviously not expecting that answer.
"The chance to prove you aren't as worthless as people think?" He almost growls, like he's some type of animal. It makes me want to cover his mouth or take him to the vet to get checked for rabies.
I raise an eyebrow, his eyes never leaving mine, burning with rage and passion. Finally I brush his hand away and stand up straight.
"Fine, I guess. There's an abandoned where house north of that really popular boba place. Walking distance. I'll meet you there after school."He seems satisfied, smirking like he's already won.
"Fine, if you don't show up, I'll just think you're a coward." He spits and I shrug.I smile a little and he hesitates, "I WILL win though!" He says, like he's trying to prove something.
I just nod and wink, "we'll see."I turn and walk away.
After a second, Denki and I start walking to class, then he speaks up.
"Dude. Was that you trying to ask him out on a date?"
"No?"
"Mhm I can never tell because you're always to cold in public!" He gently flicks my forehead and I smile a little in response, then bump into him.After class
The first day was long and annoying, but I made it through.
The only thing I have to do today now is that fight with Bakugou. Ugh can we push it to tomorrow? Im so tired already..Whatever, I get there and lean against a sturdy wall, then slide down it to sit. It's taking a while and it's starting to get dark, so I close my eyes for a little.
I'm startled awake by a distant explosion, then I look up to see Bakugou looming over me.
"Oh.." I say, forgetting where I was and what I was even doing.
He flicks my on the forehead, kinda playfully but he snarls.
"Did you really fall asleep waiting for me?" He asks, kinda irritated.
I shrug, "I had a long day, and you were taking too long."
He just rolls his eyes.
I slowly stand up, my bag dropping to the dusty floor.
My clothes aren't made for withstanding fire, so I take my shirt off, dropping it on my bag.
He just takes a step back and glares at me, watching my every move and I can't help but notice how his eyes are roaming my body.I stretch my arms and slip into a fighting stance, hands raised in front of my face in half-fists. I start explaining my quirk to him.
"As you know, I can mainly control fire, it's more controlled than Endeavors, but it's similar. I can also fly, as lame and cliché as it sounds, it's useful," I shrug and watch him get into position, "What you don't know, however, is that I can use both simultaneously. But, it drains my energy rather quickly. The rest, I suppose you can figure out, you're smart enough."He simply nods once and I leap towards him, starting the fight.
"Why'd you tell me all that?!" He yells, dodging my attack and throwing a punch at my left side.
He grows more confident the more I talk, so I fuel his ego.
"My weak spot is my right shoulder, hit it and you win."
Even though he has this smug look, his eyes look at me with confusion, and he questions my motives.
"You're an idiot, telling me how to defeat you! It'll be easy!"I just chuckle and dodge an explosion he aims towards me.
"It'll be a lot harder than you think, if I'm right about you. Your fighting style is sloppy and leaves your intentions open."
He scoffs and I land a sharp jab to his left hip.
"What do you mean by that, bitch?""The way you move. It's fast, yes, but you're stiff. It isn't swift, you don't let your body move the way it should. It makes you predictable." I explain to him.
He shifts his weight slightly and brings his fist up, but at the last minute, I catch his ankle as he tries to kick me.
"How!?-" he starts, a bit surprised, but I push him away, earning some distance.
I shrug.
"Try loosening up, Bakugou. I'll tell you once more, you're too stiff. When you try to pull a move like that, you're muscles visibly tense around the area you'll attack with. It makes it unbelievably easy to block."He growls and tries to hit me again, and I easily move to the side.
"WHY are you telling me this?"I smirk, "I'll only tell if you win."
That motivates him. I lower my guard when I see him relax his body, taking my advice.
I dodge a series of attacks, letting some graze my skin until he lands a solid hit to my right shoulder.
Surprisingly, it knocks me back and I land on my ass.
I smile a little, oddly proud of him.
Even though he won, he doesn't look satisfied. I stand up and brush the dirt and dust off my pants, then slip my shirt back on."..why'd you let me win?" He asks, catching my attention once again.
I shrug, "I didn't, but I told you all that because we're on the same team now. Believe it or not, I don't want to become a top hero, so that spot is open for you."I roll my shoulder and wince a little. Yeah, maybe I did let him win but he does hit pretty damn hard. I'm lucky he didn't break anything, he was obviously holding back when he did land a hit.
He just stares at me and then grabs my arm, suddenly close to me.
"What do you mean by that?"
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FanfictionI was bullied into rewriting this by my friend. She will not let me live down my spelling mistakes.... (Y/N) moved in with his childhood best friend, Denki, when his family was murderd when he was 11. You and Denki grew up together and became like b...