After finally stumbling into his classroom, somehow 10 minutes early, Bakugou Katsuki was met with the stares of 3 people: one male with purple hair, one female with black hair, and.. fucking Deku.
He seriously got in?- He wasn't exactly surprised, since he knew how smart his green-haired rival was, but the guy was quirkless... until the practical exam, at least. How can someone have their quirk develop twelve years late? It didn't make sense to young Bakugou.
"A-ah! Good morning, Kacchan!"
This came from the little bitch in question, already irritating Katsuki a tad bit more than it should've.
"Shut the FUCK up, Deku. We're not friends."
The boy, also known as Izuku Midoriya, put his finger up in protest only to lower it a second later, tears welling in his eyes.
Katsuki spent the remaining time before the bell rang on his phone, only getting interrupted once by the purple-haired male.
"What do you think you're doing?" The teen was gesturing rigidly toward Katsuki's legs, which were propped up on his desk where he'd been planning to relax.
"Who d'you think you are, the president? Mind your own goddamn business-"
"My brother is a graduate of this high school, therefore I cannot condone the defacing of school property such as what you're doing right now."
"Hah?" The blonde narrowed his eyes and held out his left hand. "The hell does that have to do with it? Shut the fuck up, four-eyes. I'm having a shitty day as it is, and you don't want to make it any worse." Katsuki brought his hand closer to the boy's chin and released a few warning explosions.
He jerked back and reluctantly turned and walked back to his desk, muttering: "I've never met such a rude person before.. my name's Tenya Iida, not 'four-eyes'.."
Katsuki brought his attention back to his phone after watching his new "acquaintance" walk away in shame. He mindlessly scrolled through YouTube shorts until the bell rang. Specifically not TikTok because he thought it was brain rot.. not like YouTube is any better though.
The rest of the class filed into the room between 7:56 and 8:00 when the bell rang. There were a few that showed up after the bell, but the teacher himself didn't show up until 8:15. Way to make a good impression-
The teacher walked over to his podium and cleared his throat, grabbing the class' attention. Those that weren't seated at a desk went to do so.
"My name is Shota Aizawa, and I'll be in charge of you shitheads for homeroom for the school year. You have to call me Mr. Aizawa, but I can call you whatever the hell I want,"
Mr. Aizawa was proving to be one of Katsuki's favorite teachers so far.
"Now, as much as I'd like to go to sleep right now, we have to take attendance and then do-" He interrupted with a yawn- "physical exams."
The class murmured among themselves for about a minute while Mr. Aizawa got his papers in order and started with attendance. Katsuki looked over to the people who raised their hands as Mr. Aizawa called out names, and one student, in particular, caught his eye: Shoto Todoroki. He was apparently one of 5 students that enrolled through recommendations. His expression seemed rather stoic to say the least, and as the blonde scanned his face, he couldn't help but think of him as a hotshot.
Shit, that's a nasty scar. What kind of trouble did this guy have to get into for that to happen? His focus was on Shoto's left eye, where there was a splotch of mangled skin probably reaching from his forehead down to his cheek. The sight intrigued him; he couldn't help but stare at the scar as the specimen slowly turned toward him.
"Do you... need something?"
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Word count- 623
I was planning on writing more but it already took me like 2 months to write this so I'm gonna continue in the next chapter. Anyways how'd I do?
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