Reader-Chan's pov
Mr. Aizawa asked me to throw the ball as far as I can using my quirk. So here I am, deciding which quirk to use. Should I use my dragon quirk; the plasma blast could give a hell of a throw. Or maybe superhuman; that could work but again it depends on my will and we'll.. that isn't going to make the ball go very far.
So now everyone's staring at me. Waiting for the demonstration of my power. I think for a second more before deciding to use my dragon quirk. So I focus.
"Woah- is that a tail! Wait- and, and that's horns, holy cow and those are wings." A blond boy with a streak of black hair said.
The only drawback of this quirk was that I was quite aggressive, like Bakugou.
As the through the ball up in the air and caught it after my transformation. I looked into the sky, and aimed my arm to shoot all the way up too go farther.
"GO TO HELL" i yelled releasing the ball into the sky.
I panted for a second then turned around to face my class, and teacher.
The class had wide eyes, or impressed faces. Mr.Aizawa looked unamused, and expressionless.
He showed me the device he has that measured there the ball landed in meters.
"WOAH NO WAY, 702.6" the blond boy with black hair yelled.
"How manly!" A red headed boy cried.
"That's right behind Bakugou! That throw could have taken off my arm if I'd done it, she's amazing" A short, purple ball haired kid said, it sounded kind of seductive toward the end, but I ignored there comments.
I got rid of my dragon features but my eyes remained a dark blue. Sometimes my eyes get stuck in that color. It doesn't mean anything it just happens, it should be gone by tomorrow, or in about an hour or two. I walked past Bakugou, glancing at him for a minute as he did me.
When we locked eyes and I passed him he seemed upset, but also very amused. It was the weirdest complication of the two. I wondered if he'd practiced his expressions in the mirror.
The thought had me giggle.
Then it was Midoriya's go. His turn was interesting. He was stopped at first to not brake his body, whatever the hell that meant. And I suddenly understand as I watched him break his finger when he used his power to throw the ball.
Bakugou was furious though. Tried to kill the poor kid. I walk up to Midoriya and surprise him with a hug, he returns it though, not without asking me though.
"Why the sudden hug? N-not that I d-dont like it! It's just-" he questioned anxiously as we moved away from each other.
I smiled and giggled at his behavior, "you deserve it! You did great!"
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Bad Boy(Katsuki Bakugou)
FanfictionIt was typical hateful relationship, until his heart broke looking at her in the hospital. Why was he so scared? Like his life would fall apart if she hadn't awoken. Lets start from the beginning.
