Chapter 3: So We're Just Gonna Act Like We Didn't Dream About Each Other?

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~What the actual fuck?


Bakugou POV:


I didn't mean the break the door. I barely even kicked it. Then again, I don't know why I'm here either. After watching that video I had a feeling like Denki would know something. He's always on social media. 

~But, they also have also have the same eyes.

~No. Hers are prettier, and brighter. Argh!

I growled at myself. 

~What the hell am I doing? Going crazy because some girl that looks like she could be related to Denki showed up in my dream? Ugh.

I sat down at one of the stools in the kitchen while Kiri frantically tried to fix the door.

Kirishima stop you're making it worse. I'll pay for it.

I sighed.

But Bakubro! Denki's still gonna be mad! He's not even here! The lights are off!

Who the hell car-

I paused, being cut off by a flash of light in the corner of my eye. It was yellow. The same yellow. I stood up fast, looking around me.

Bakugou? You okay man? Maybe recovery girl didn't heal you the whole wa- ACK!

I snapped back in his direction. Suddenly realizing how dark it really was in the house. I ran towards him ready with explosions. Then I saw it.

I stopped dead in my tracks. There was an amber colored arm around Kirishima's neck and a gun to his head. I followed the arm with my eyes. It led me to a familiar curly hair. Dark, but smooth. But the person's eyes were covered. With, bandages? My eyes made their way down a little. I saw soft pink lips holding no expression at all. Neither smiling or frowning.

The person suddenly swung the gun at Kiri's head, pistol whipping him and backing up. Kiri reacted fast, using his hardening. He grabbed at the person. Swinging his right arm. As he did, I saw a yellow light shining through the bandages around the person's eyes. 

~What the hell?

Swoosh!

Suddenly the person vanished, barely dodging Kiri's punch. Only to reappear behind him and kick him in the nuts. My mouth hung open. Kiri didn't have enough time to react. The person held the gun near his head, and turned towards me, and then back to him. The shining was gone. But I stood there astonished at how she did that without being able to see. 

Oh so you must be Red Riot. Or Kirishima, as Denki called you. What's your first name? 

She giggled. Her voice a perfect mix of psycho and sweet. 

~That's not what Y/n sounded like. Right?

I lunged at her, setting off a small explosion as a distraction. I wanted to take off those bandages. I wanted to prove my hunch wrong. I just need to- AGH!

I fell to the ground holding my stomach in pain. 

~She dodged? How? And not only that, but she was able to counter attack?

I looked up to where she was right his from of me, her eyes glowing from under the bandages again.

Oh, c'mon Katsuki! I expected more from you. You're the number two hero right? Shit, are you blind? I obviously can't see, so setting off some type of distraction explosion isn't gonna do much. I mean sure, it would've probably scared some people. But next time Use a louder one. My main way of navigation is through echolocation. Since I have sonic hearing. I have a genetic disorder where my eyes lack pigment, so I-

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