Glass || Bakugo x OC

1: Mission

(Image above is Rei. The character idea was mine, but this amazing art totally looks like what I wanted Rei to, so all credits to the original artist for the amazing job!)

"What?!" I exclaim. "Why do I have to do it?!"

"Because you're the only one who's their age-"

"Find someone else!"

"Do not interrupt me when I am speaking!" Tomura growls. I roll my eyes at him. "You're the only one who's their age and I trust enough to do it!"

"I hate you!" I huff as I cross my arms.

"The disrespect!" He starts, but I slam my room door in his face and go upstairs to the bar.

I see Kurogiri wiping some cups and glasses and I plop down in a barstool. "Gimme a driiiink!" I groan. He looks at me before I add, "Please?"

I watch as he reaches into the fridge and brings out a jug of apple juice. He pours it into a cup with some ice and a twisty straw. "Thank you." I sip on the sweet juice as I kick my legs.

"What's wrong now?" He asks as he leans on the bar.

"Tomura wants me to go undercover to that disgusting hero school." I mutter.

"That's a pretty big responsibility, Rei." He replies.

"Don't talk to me like a little kid. I'm fifteen, not five." I roll my eyes and cross my arms.

"Out of all of us, you'd be the most fit to do it." He says. "Plus, your academically and physically way ahead of your age, so I doubt the school will be any trouble."

"I guess." I mumble as I take another sip of my drink. He pats me on the head with his whispy, purple hand.

"Thanks, Kurogiri." I finish my drink and he takes the cup from me. "One of the things I'm dreading, though is the fact that not only did I have no say in this, but the entrance exams are tomorrow."

"What?!" He exclaims. "Do you have any idea what your mission is?"

"...No..." I mumble.

"Go talk to Tomura!" He orders.

I nod my head and walk back to my room. I doubt he would still be there, but I had to check before heading to his room. To my surprise, he was still there. The blue haired male was sitting on the edge of my bed, holding a photograph.

"Don't touch that!" I snatch the picture frame from his hands and set it back down on my nightstand, next to the picture of me with the rest of the members of the league.

"Why do you still have that picture?" He asks.

"Because, he was my first friend and I don't want to forget him." I mutter. 'I hope he didn't forget me, either.' I mentally add. I stare at the photo of me and a blond-haired boy, holding hands as we stood next to the sand castle we made in the sandbox at the park. My mother had taken that photo, so the picture had everything that I held dear to me at that time in it.
"Anyways, I came to talk to you about the mission." I say, snapping out of my thoughts.

"You've finally come to your senses, you stubborn idiot?" He mutters.

"Yes, and I'm going to ignore what you said about my idiocy, because I know I have higher IQ than you." I state. "So, tell me the details of the mission."

"So, you are to go undercover as a student into UA and give us any information you might think is useful such as the security system, staff and their quirks, etcetera." He explains. "As I said before, the entrance exams are tomorrow at eight in the morning sharp, so go to sleep and stop watching your anime or whatever."