youre [not] a burden

STALKER

"What the fuck are you doing?"

I glanced over to the extras who were giggling at their phones. Which was pretty suspicious.

"Nothing Baku bro!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

They flinch at my sudden loudness. Which is stupid cause I'm always loud so these idiots should be used to it by now.

"Oh yea, Bakugou, we wanted to ask you what happened yesterday with our teacher?"

I click my tongue at the memories from yesterday.

That girl.

She's pretty weak and stupid. What dumb ass would go and kill themselves for a bunch of sick bullies.

I scoff remembering that stupid girl's face when I saved her like the pro hero I am.

"So what happened?"

Breaking my train of thought, I spit out, "Why the hell should I tell you my damn business? Fuck off!"

"Okay! Okay! Jeez," the extra put his hands up in defense.

"Well damn, anyways," The other extra threw an arm around my shoulders.

"Wanna hang after class? At the arcade?" The extra smiled wide.

I scrunch up my face, "Why the fuck would I do that!?"

"I dunno, don't you wanna have fun for a change?"

I growled at the extra, which made him let go of me and back away.

"Just trying to let you loose up bro!" The extra behind him spoke.

I scoffed but stayed quiet.

Have fun? Fun?

Why the fuck should I?

Hm. Maybe I should. It's not like I'm actually doing anything. And it's just once.

But why them? Why these extras? Well nobody else really talks to me.

It's just one time. Might as well.

I sigh, irritated, "Fine, just this once I'll hang with you, extras!"

They both look at me with wide eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. I'll change my fucking mind," They both laughed as if it was a joke.

"Hmph!" I slumped onto the desk, putting my elbow on it and leaning on my palm.

Like hell, I'll get bend down to their levels!

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"Come on Bakugou! Loosen up!"

"Yea dude, have some fun!"

"YOU IDIOTS! IM GONNA BEAT YOU TO A PULP!"

They cringed at me, which made me yell louder at them.

We were playing those racing games where you sit down into them.

And naturally, I was winning.

"HA! EAT MY DUST YOU FUCKERS!"

They didn't like how into the game I was. I could tell by how quiet they've gotten.

I won in the end. And they didn't mind that much about it.

Next, they choose air hockey. I sat that one out cause they wanted a one-on-one.