𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 (𝐌𝐇𝐀!𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐱 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑)

𝟎𝟑. 𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄

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You stumbled into the classroom only to be met with another repeat of the day before. Iida was chopping the air, preaching about etiquette and formality to an unbothered Bakugo, who, once again, had his feet propped up on his desk. 

You chuckled to yourself as you walked to your desk. You avoided thinking about your childhood with him because it brought back painful memories, but you couldn't help but snicker at his completely unchanged personality. 

Idly laying your head on your desk, you fully intended on taking a nice little nap..-

"Hello, (L/N)!"

You groaned and buried your head deeper into your arms as you felt the boy knock softly on your desk.

"(L/N)? A-Are you okay? Do you need me to call-"

"No, no. Just, what do you need?"

You cringed at yourself and tried to hold back your wrath from the innocent freckled boy in front of you. Despite wanting nothing more than to pass out right then and there, you lifted your head to meet his eyes and raised a questioning brow at him.

"Oh! Well, you see.."

Midoriya flushed a deep red as he nervously teetered back and forth. Seriously, his social anxiety was worse than even yours. 

"Yes..?"

You sighed at his struggling figure and was about to put your head back down when a jumbled mass of words spilled from his mouth, all in one go.

"II was wondering if you could tell me about your quirk, aha, you see I have this journal where I keep track on everyone.. not in a weird way or anything, I just think quirks are so interesting and-"

"Okay, okay. We are probably doing quirk related exercises today so how about you just watch and I'll answer any questions you have after, alright?"

You sighed, massaging your temples in annoyance. He was a nice kid, but damn  was he excessive about everything. Since you weren't nearly as close to him as you were with Bakugo as kids, he didn't really get to find out what your quirk was.

"O-Oh! Alright, great, thank you (L/N)!"

"Call me (Y/N). (L/N) sounds weird."

The greenette's face turned a deep red, and he just about fell over. 

"Eehh!? If you say so, (Y/N)!"

You gave him a look as he did a full-on bow, which he thankfully didn't see. The short boy timidly waved at you and skipped back to Uraraka, who was grinning and giving him a thumbs up. 

Looking back at your beloved desk with a deep, you folded your arms together to make a makeshift pillow sigh and began to lay your head back down..-

"ATTENTION. It took you seven seconds to get into your seats. That is unacceptable behavior. Now look alive, today we start the real training."

 Your head shot up at Mr. Aizawa's shouting. God fucking damnit. 

"Well fuck me I guess."

You muttered to yourself bitterly, totally not sending Aizawa death threats for interrupting your nap. 

Todoroki, who sat directly in front of you, couldn't help but raise a brow at your rather vulgar language. What did you mean by that? The poor boy furrowed his brows in deep concentration. He could pretty much tell the quirks of everyone in the class; everyone but you.