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--flashback, 3 months earlier---

-mina-

Hey, no fair! I'm always Bowser Jr.!"

Kirishima punched me in the shoulder.

"Well I picked him first. That means I get to keep him."

I knew damn well that Bowser Jr. was Kiri's favorite. He always talked about the "equal weight distribution when paired with the Yoshi bike" or whatever, so I wanted to try it out for myself.

5 rounds later, I realized that he was an absolute genius.

"How'd you figure out the hands-down best combo ever?"

"Honestly? Trial and error."

"Nah, he's just that smart," Kaminari said, popping another potato chip into his mouth.

"Don't you DARE touch that controller again with your greasy-ass hands, dumb face," Bakugo interjected, apparently pissed that Denki had forgone a napkin again.

We were holding our weekly Mario Kart competition in the dorms, Team Bakugo (he refused to let anyone else be leader) vs. Team Iida vs. Team Momo. Our team was best at working together, Iida's team was best at communicating and plans, and Momo's team was just unnaturally good. The winning team got a $10 gift card to the gas station that was just down the road, supplied by Present Mic. He also made sure nobody got seriously injured, as out class tends to do.

We won that week, our first victory that month.

"All right! You guys were great!"

"Bakugo, you gotta call when you're dropping bananas and stuff. I nearly fell off the track 4 times because of you!"

"You're lucky I didn't decimate you on the spot, Kiri. I had a red turtle that woulda matched your hair just fantastically."

The banter between Bakugo and Kirishima went on as we each went to our rooms for the night. They were best friends, but never really seemed to stop arguing. Sero once said that if Bakugo is willing to learn someone's name, or keep up more than a few seconds of conversation with them, he really respects them. I guess it's his own little way of showing affection.

--present day--

-bakugo-

I appreciated the party. I really did. But seeing Mina winning with that same combo over and over again reminded me of...

Stop. Stop thinking about him, stop thinking about what happened. Everything is normal. Everything is fine.

I played with string that was hanging off of my jeans. The roof gave an amazing view of the landscape around, but I couldn't focus on the sights.

Amazing how one slip, and you could fall to your death. From up here, you're a good 50 feet above the tree line. If I just leaned over a little, I might-

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pt 1 of ???

thanks for reading so far! if it isn't super clear, it's still a weekday but they got to take the day off for Bakugo's birthday. everyone bargained with nezu and aizawa for it 😌. 

literally i never thought i would be putting this story in a public place, so forgive my trashy aNgSt writing.

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