Unwanted Attention feat. Minoru Mineta

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KATSUKI BAKUGOU | SCARY DOG PRIVILEGE

Oftentimes a trip to UA consisted of the usual hallmarks of entry - identification at the large gates, verification from a present student from Heights Alliance, and then the long walk through the campus grounds. Each time had always been the same, here and there, depending on the invitation of which student happened to hail you from the entrance. This time around Katsuki Bakugou allowed you the privilege of entering the school grounds, more so due to an unexpected turn of events while on supervised patrol during work study that left him a little aggravated. Unfortunately you had the sheer coincidence to be involved, and he wanted to discuss matters outside of Endeavour's agency.

The school day was nearing to a close while you wandered the pathways to find yourself by the shoe lockers of the Hero students. Your school finished much earlier due to a protocol breach, but nothing too severe that hindered the rest of the students there. It was the greatest opportunity to arrive at UA as early as possible. You made your way to the front hall where the lockers laid in rows, empty of life while the school bell tolled across the campus. You would soon have to meet Bakugou about whatever was keeping him irritated enough that his own text messages sounded like he was yelling across the screen.

A few students caught your eye, none that you recognized while you still waited by the doorways, tapping on your toes and ensuring your backpack was secure. You've learnt your lesson many times regarding the weights you carried, but felt proud that after some time it almost became lighter to some extent. Still, you swore never to let Kaminari pick up any of your things, backpack or not, for a long while.

"You new around here?" Asked a strange voice beside you, turning your gaze below and finding a short boy loitering by the wall with sleepy eyes and an unnerving smirk. You tried to answer but choked on the giggle that almost burst from your throat, masking it in a small cough instead.

"Couldn't help but notice you standing here on your lonesome," he continued, unaware of your giggling fit. "I could give you a tour."

"Sorry, I'm waiting for somebody," you quickly piped with a smile, more so laughing at the boy's attempts rather than being charmed by them.

"Or maybe you could invite them with us. I'm really good when it comes to group activities."

Wherever your laughter went, it slowly withered away after that statement. You could see that he was doing his best, but it was laced with some unappealing intentions buy the tone of his voice. Still a laughable sight, but one you didn't want to point out in public.

"Thanks, but I've been here before. I know my way around," you reassured, in hopes that it would veer the conversation someplace else.

"Even better!"

Well, that backfired.

"Say, I bet no one's ever invited you to the more exclusive spots around here," he continued, edging closer with his eyes staring up at you with an unsavoury grin. "I could invite you back to Height Alliance, show you my crib back in 2-A."

2-A. The infamous-

"You're a Hero student?" You queried, staring down at the purple-haired boy whose eyes light up upon the recognition.

"Absolutely. You're looking at a future top-grade Hero right here."

You could have sworn he puffed out his chest while he leaned in closer, his height still laughable. You couldn't help but chuckle at his attempts, but the thought crossed your mind while your lips widened with a smile.

"I guess you know a friend of mine then," you motioned, staring down at him. "I haven't met everyone from his class, so it's great to meet you I guess." For a moment, not a word was said, which was odd given in the past few moments with him all he did was talk. However, while waiting for any reply, you noticed his posture tense. He glanced at you, and yet his eyes trailed just shy past your gaze every now and then.

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