Chapter 4

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Bakugou's pov:

"Hey are you one of All Might's students" a reporter asked Deku as me and y/n walked by

"Um.. um I'm sorry I um have to go to the ah nurses office ya" he stuttered

We kept walking through the crowd of reporters ignoring them the best we could

"Excuse me kid are you in All Might's class... oh wait aren't you that sludge villian kid?" She asked. I looked at her angrily

"Oh piss off" y/n said pulling me by my arm and there my heart went again even by this little action.

"Hey girl!" Another said grabbing y/n's arm

"Hey! Lemme go" she said trying to pull away

"I just want a-"

"She said let her go" I growled narrowing my eyes. He tsked and walked off looking for his next victim

"Thanks Bakugou!" She said happily.

Why do I even care? What did this little thing do to me that made me want to protect her? Why did I get mad when that guy touched her?

We walked into the school and over to the classroom

"Decent work on the training from yesterday. I saw the video and went over the results" Aizawa said

"Bakugou" I felt my face heat up slightly. I didn't feel like being criticized in front  of y/n. Being criticized is bad enough "your talented. So don't sulk like a child about your loss. Ok?"

"Tsk... ya whatever"

"And Midoriya" he continued "I see the only reason you won the match was by messing up you arm arm again. Work harder and don't give me the line about not being able to control it. That's already getting old. You cant keep braking your body if you want to train here. But.. your quirk will be really useful if you get the hang of it"

"Right" Deku said happily

"Now lets get down to business, our first task will decided your future..." The class tensed up "You all need to pick a class representative"

"Pick me guys" Shitty-hair yelled

"I'll do it" Dunce face said

"Ya your gonna need me to do it"

"I wanna do it" Acid yelled happily

"Hey! I'm going to do it so shut up you shitty extras!" I yelled

"No way you frickin' hedgehog its gonna be me!" Y/n said

"The class representative job is to help and lead others" Glasses shouted "they must first have the trust of every student in the classroom. Therefore we must do this democratically. We must have an election to chose our leader!"

"Is this really the best idea?" Dunce face questioned

"Ya we've only known each other for a few days how do we know who we can trust?" The frog girl asked

"Besides everyone will just vote for themselves" Shitty-hair said

"They probably will so that means whoever does receive multiple votes is truly the most suitable person the job. Right sir?"

"Do whatever you want just do it before my nap is over" Aizawa said stepping into his bag

"Thank you for your trust sir!" Glasses said

Time skip~

"I-I got 3 votes!" Deku said nervously

"Ok you extras who the hell voted for Deku!"

"What? You thought that people would actually vote for you?" Y/n said laughing. I can't believe y/n got vice-president. Why would anyone chose her? She's just a stupid bitch...

So then why does she make me feel so stupid when she teases me? Why do I care what she thinks?

"Midoriya is Class President and L/n is vice-president" Aizawa concluded class and we all went to lunch



"Hey y/n come sit over here!" Shitty-hair yelled. I felt my face heat up slightly and Shitty-hair smirked at me. I said something that made him think I liked her ... But I did... Didn't I ...

"What?" I asked

"Nothin'~" he replied still smirking moving over closer to Mina whispering something to her which meant the only empty space next to me. She came over sitting down next to me. Before anyone could say anything -thank god- an alarm went off

The 3rd year at Deku's table jumped up

"This alarm means someone's broken in that hasn't happened the three years I've been here. We've got to go!"

Y/n's pov:

We all jumped up and rushed into the crowded hall towards the door. Everyone was shoving each other around and you got pushed into a wall. I couldn't even move there was bodies all around me that kept shoving me back into the wall.

I felt a body on top of mine and my deep e/c eyes met with familiar crimson ones. He grunted as another body hit his

Then I noticed the position we were in and immediately regretted noticing since now my face was bright red. His hands were resting on either side of me head and one of his legs was in between mine. Each time someone hit in to him his face would come a little closer to mine to.

This time my face was completely red, in fact for all I knew it could have been on fire. It wouldn't be all that impossible withy quirk either. When I was younger I used to catch fire every time I got upset. Once I burned part of my hair and that's when I really started practicing with my quirk. Funny that's what it took to get me encouraged to do it

Suddenly Iida went flying forward hitting the wall "there no need to panic! Its just the Press! You are a U.A. student you need to know how to act in a situation without panicking!" He cried and as everyone cleared out Bakugou pushed away from me

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I stood up at the front of the classroom with Izuku and gave him a little push forward though I did feel bad for him.

"O-O-Ok lets get started" he said shaking like crazy "but..." he took a breath "... first I'd like to give my position to Iida. He was the only one who did anything earlier"

"If you want me to Midoriya I would be honored to" he said bowing

"Fine Iida is the class representative now get on with it" Aizawa said flatly

Elsewhere:

A women walked though the purple portal in to a little bar in the back of a building

"Hello Shigaraki" she greeted coolly  "what do you need this time?"

"I want your help on a little project of mine"

"I assume this has to do with your little All Might obsession"

"Right" he said but she didn't miss the venom laced in his voice

"What good is it for me?" She asked as Kurogiri handed her a drink

Shigaraki took out a photo handing it he her

"I see, so this is what I get" she said happily her e/c eyes shinning

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