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3.

Your room turned out to be next to Jiro’s. She was worried at the beginning, since she used to play any kind of instrument in her spare time, but you claimed multiple times you didn’t mind until she finally believed you.

The girls helped you to arrange the room, and it was kind of fun. Yaoyorozu was trying her best not to think about your illusion, and you were grateful for that, although you dreaded the moment you would have to use it again.

Once you were done, someone knocked.

«L/n-kun?»

«Oh? Iida?»

Mina opened the door, revealing the class rep.

«It’s me! Normally we have dinner in small groups, but today is a special occasion and we want to welcome you in the class! We prepared dinner for everyone downstairs.» he uttered in his formal tone, gesturing with his arms.

«You didn’t have to…» you mumbled, but Ochaco waved your hesitation away.

«Amazing, Iida-kun! What a wonderful idea!»

«It’s really nice, kero!»

«Let’s go!»

Ashido grabbed your arm, dragging you down the stairs.

The boys had placed the tables together, so everyone could sit. Shoji and Ojiro were arranging the plates, while Kirishima, Kaminari and Sero were probably just messing around in the kitchen. Everyone else was helping, with the exception of Bakugo, who was scowling at the top of the table.

When you entered the hall, his eyes snatched on yours. You swallowed at the pure rage you read in them.

«Oi, Kacchan, let her be!» Kirishima huffed from the kitchen’s door «Next time you’ll take her, that’s how sparring works!»

The blond suddenly pounded both his fists on the table, with little explosions escaping. Midoriya, Mineta and Koda startled.

«You BET I’ll kick her ass! The bitch is fucking dead!»

«BAKUGO-KUN! LANGUAGE!» Iida shouted.

Most of the people there already knew how to handle him, since no one seemed really outraged by his behaviour. It just made you feel a little sentenced to death.

“Well, I will just ignore him for now.”

«Guys, let me help…» you said, approaching the flow of dishes coming from the kitchen.

Tokoyami came out with two plates in his hands.

«No need. Please, take a seat: this dinner is in your honour.»

«In my…»

You had to quickly turn your face to hide the light blush blooming on your cheeks. Again.

«Don’t mind Tokoyami, it’s just his way of speaking.» Mina grinned, as he passed by without noticing.

«Yeah, you should see his room!» Hagakuri chimed.

He tensed up at those words, but proceeded to arrange the plates on the table.

«It is my fate to be oppressed by the room contest till the end of the course.»

“Okay, maybe he’s a bit overdramatic.”

Thankfully, the dinner unfolded smoothly. Everyone was chatting with everyone, and you were happy you were not the focus of the attention anymore.

There was just one brief moment of tension when you almost ended up sat near Bakugo, but Shoji quickly noticed and switched with you. Such a quiet guy, but so observant.

The fierce blond was not too far on the other side of the table, but he just ate gruffly for most of the time.

«…and let’s not forget that our Bakugo had his ass kicked by the new girl today!»

…till Kaminari happened.

«SHUT THE FUCK UP!» he barked, sending his plate flying «I lost just because I didn’t know the trigger of her fucking quirk! Now there’s no way this fool can lay a finger on me!»

«Oi, Bakugo…!»

«Kacchan…»

«You know what,» you quietly started before Kirishima or Midoriya could continue «you can’t be a pro if you can’t deal with unknown quirks.»

You clumsily fiddled with your fork while speaking, eyes fixed on it.

«You fucking said what.» he hissed, burning eyes on you.

The silent fell on the table.

You raised your eyes.

Instead of answering, though, you triggered the little catapult you made with your cutlery, sending a saucy bean right on his face.

A brief gasp ran through the class, while the tension climaxed.

“I’m crazy and I know it.”

His expression was a mixture of shock and pure rage.

Aware that the moment of stillness wouldn’t last forever, you pushed your seat back.

You jumped out right on time. He pounced on your wing of the table and made it explode.

«I’M GONNA FUCKING MURDER YOU RIGHT NOW!»

«TOTALLY WORTH IT!» you screamed, running for your life.

«Someone save the knew girl!» Kirishima yelled behind you.

The rest of the night was ruckus until Todoroki decided to freeze the floor and stuck everyone.

«I heard there was a little commotion in the dorm, yesterday.»

The class gulped at Aizawa’s remark.

«Since nothing serious happened I won’t take any measure this time. For the future, I would like you to limit battle training to class.»

You let out a silent sigh of relief. It would have been bad if Eraserhead had punished the entire group because of your impulsivity. Most of the people involved the day before just tried to prevent Bakugo from killing you.

Strangely enough, no one seemed to be pissed at you, all the contrary. Kamirari, Kirishima, Sero, Midoriya and the girls were dazzled by your boldness. Shoji was among the ones who tried to protect you, so you assumed he was also okay with it; Iida, instead, asked you to behave more appropriately, which you promised.

Morning periods proceeded smoothly and this time you excused yourself and spent lunchtime with Shinso on the roof.

«So you picked up a fight already,» he half-smiled «and with that Bakugo-ass.»

«Yeah… guess I was a little reckless. The others are cool, though. I think they are really trying to accept me despite my quirk.»

He hummed, swallowing a bite from his rice.

«I have to say my classmates seem to be doing the same. Maybe people in the Hero course are a little special, after all.»

A little smile bloomed on your lips while looking at the blue sky.

«You know, I’m glad we made it!»

Shinso scoffed.

«We didn’t, L/n. This is just the beginning.»

«Shin, you are such a party pooper, you know that, right?»

He glanced at you and flicked your forehead.

«Ouch! Hey!»

«Save your smart ass for training, you’ll need that with Bakugo after you. Just let me know if I have to brainwash him.»

«I think I can handle myself.» you huffed, rubbing your head.

«Good. Later, L/n.»

As foreseen, basic training for you was renamed “run from murderous Bakugo”.

The rest of the class assisted slightly worried at the explosions chasing you through the field, Bakugo screaming he wanted a rematch. Apparently, it was perfectly fine for Aizawa-sensei.

After three hours of escaping you were out of breath.

The same scene replayed that night in the dorm, though this time it was your fault.

You tried to stick to the promise you made to Iida, you really did. It’s just that the class decided to watch a movie in the common area, he started to insult all the proposed films and you just had that pillow on your lap. Almost before realizing what you were doing, you had already thrown it in his face.

So it ended up in another furious chase, with the guys now thinking you were just suicidal.

Except this time you miscalculated the distance between two couches and slipped. So he landed exactly on top of you, pinning you to the floor.

«What know, you crazy bitch?» he sneered with mad eyes, little explosions adorning both hands. Much to your horror, he was wisely avoiding to look at your face directly.

«Oh my god!» Yaoyorozu gasped, covering her mouth with her hands.

Kirishima and Midoriya jumped towards you.

«Kacchan, stop!»

“Shitshitshitshit!”

He was about to blow you up when big black claws hit him from the side, sending him flying against the wall.

Suddenly free from his weight, you jumped on your feet.

«You are too noisy.» Tokoyami lowly claimed from the table, Dark Shadow still hovering on you with a satisfied grin.

«WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING, YOU SHITTY BIRD BRAIN?!»

«C’mon man, stop!» Kirishima groaned, positioning in front of him «She’s just messing with you. Aizawa-sensei will give us hell if you go on.»

«I’m sorry, Bakugo-kun!» you yelped «I acted without thinking! How about a rematch tomorrow? I won’t run anymore.»

«You better, you chicken head! And I’m not talking to you this time, Tokoyami!» he snapped.

The birdboy sighed, moving his attention back to the book he was reading.

«I’m not even offended anymore.»

Bakugo grunted, still enraged, and shoved his hands in his pockets.

«I’m going to sleep!» he declared, taking the stairs.

«Are you seriously considering sparring with him again tomorrow?» Jiro asked once he was disappeared.

You nervously rubbed the back of your head.

«Guess I have to. He’ll beat the shit out of me and then we’ll be even.»

«Don’t say so, L/n-san.» Midoriya muttered «You’re strong! Even if he now knows your trigger and it will be very difficult to get him again…»

«It’s okay!» you patted his shoulder «I’ll do my best. I have to deal with people knowing my quirk anyway.»

«You girl are really reckless.» Ashido observed «Picking a fight with Bakugo like that.»

«I’m just dumb.»

«Luckily she has her dark knight in shiny armour!» Sero chimed, elbowing Tokoyami «Or should I say shiny feathers?»

Kaminari pressed his lips together not to laugh, while Tokoyami rolled his eyes.

«Bakugo was being annoying, that is all.»

«Thanks, anyway.» you said, turned to him.

He never raised his gaze from the book.

«It is nothing.»

Bakugo did beat the shit out of you the next day.

You tried your hardest to activate your quirk, but it didn’t take too long to realize he wasn’t just fierce: he was smart. Never once his eyes made contact with yours, and you couldn’t dodge all his blows. Physically, you were no match to him.

«Bakugo wins.» Eraserhead announced after a few minutes.

«IN YOUR FACE, YOU MENTAL BITCH!»

«Ugh…»

Ochaco and Tsuyu helped you back on your feet. Everything was hurting.

«Are you okay, F/n-chan?»

«I think I took an explosion in my face…»

«Yeah, happens when sparring with him.» Ojiro said.

Eraserhead approached.

«Are you able to continue or do you want to go to Recovery Girl?»

You stretched your back, and every muscle hurt, but not unbearably.

«I’ll continue.»

«Fine, but go to the infirmary when the class is over.»

«Yes, Aizawa-sensei.»

In the changing room, the girls were highly supporting. It was frustrating to be beaten, but Bakugo was still the number one student of U.A., so you didn’t feel too bad about yourself.

«I can’t even imagine sparring with him.» Jiro quietly commented «I think you did a damn good job.»

«Thanks. I need to figure out a way to use my quirk when the opponent knows how to avoid it.»

She nodded, waiting for you to be ready and walk out together.

«Not having a flashy quirk can be difficult here.»

«Yeah…» you offered her a crooked smile.

Jiro had something that made you feel completely at ease when she was around, and you could tell it was the same for her.

«Actually I don’t mind too much.» you continued «I aim to become an underground hero, like Aizawa-sensei.»

«Same here. Our quirks kinda fit the role, don’t they?»

«Totally.»

You couldn’t know at the time, but you were setting the basis for one of the most important relationship of your life.