Yuuei, the Academy for Monsters

Loser

Loser- slang terminology in which you essentially call someone inferior to yourself.
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Izuku POV

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

I landed with an "Umph" and was cushioned in my fall.

"What the f*ck? Do I look like a f*cking chair or something Deku?"

I was on top of Bakugou.

I had come tumbling from the top of the hill not so gracefully.

We had been on the run from hell hounds.
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Hell Hounds
Originated in the underworld and were ordered by Hades to do his dirty work. They have fire and lava resistant coats. The hounds are usually a grayish and red color. Their eyes' are glowing gold orbs.
Strengths:
Strong set of canines that can kill a grown man.
Can light themselves on fire.
Hell Howl: can leave the opponent incapacitated momentarily.
Weakness:
Naturally their weakness is water.
Sirens, nymphs, and other water creatures have the edge.
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I had yet to sleep in what seemed like an eternity.

We were always on the run but we were now much closer to escaping.

I was fatigued and my clothes were singed from the fire of the hell hounds. At this point I was basically wearing shredded clothes that barely covered me.

Bakugou made fighting monsters look like child's play while I still struggled to even land a hit.

He knew how to use his monstrosity to his advantage while I was still trying to figure out my place in this monster world.

The way he fought was vicious, aggressive, but at times graceful.

Every movement he made was calculated while I had the tendency to be clumsy.

"Oi you gonna get the f*ck off me or what?"

"Yeah... sorry I was lost in thought."

"What could you possibly been thinking about when we're going through all this sh*t?"

"Just that you're an incredible fighter while I seem to be slacking and holding us back."

"What the f*ck are rambling on about now? Of course I'm f*cking better than you. Did you forget I've been around for, I don't know, a COUPLE OF F*CKING years? Do you want me to leave your ass behind?"

"..."

"By the Gods I can't with you! Have I complained once about the sh*t you've put me through?"

"Yes. Multiple times."

"That's not the point but I haven't abandoned you yet so if you have some sort of sh*tty twisted death wish then damn, go f*cking take it."

"I don't have a death wish."

"Then let's go."

"Okay..."

I pondered over our conversation, probably over analyzing everything.

I had been on top of him the whole time and I had failed to realize how close we really were.

He had gotten in my face and I a little bit in his during our conversation.

I could smell his natural scent, it was very... nice.