15: 𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒
"STOP FOLLOWING ME AROUND!!!"
Bakugou screamed at Kira who was lazily walking behind him. Hands shoved in her pockets.
"Chill out. I forgot where our class was and I don't want to get lost." Kira lied. She knew exactly where her classroom was.
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU'RE AN IDIOT!"
He said glaring at her.
"Why are you yelling? I'm right behind you."
She mumbled. "Besides what do you expect me to do? Take a whole different hallway than you? We're both going to the same place, might as well walk together."
"Crap, why can't I control my damn volume?! Trudy is always telling me to try and use my 'inside voice' whatever the hell that is."
He thought, shoving his own hands in his pockets.
Kira wasn't sure who "Trudy" was. But he didn't seem to like the woman that much.
"Whatever, just don't bother me. We're not friends and I'm not going to show you around just because you're new. You'll have to get another nerd to do that." He said with a lowered volume. "I gotta see her again today. Doing that stupid group thing. I don't want to talk with a bunch of other freaks about how crazy we are. Why can't they just give me a better medication?!"
Kira glanced at him realizing something. Trudy was his therapist. He has a sort of disorder that causes poor anger management. That explains the self ridicule and breathing exercises he keeps doing. He's fighting a losing battle with his temper.
Being at the same school as Deku wasn't making it any easier. The boy seemed to be some sort of trigger for him.
She casually followed behind him, trying to ignore his ranting thoughts. Bakugou kicked open the classroom door and Kira yawned as she followed him.
"She's still with Bakugou."
"The new kid? With Bakugou? I wonder if they know each other."
"Kacchan made a new friend... Too bad it won't last long. How long is it going to take him to realize he deserves to be alone?"
Kira glanced over at Midoriya who gave her a shy smile. She rolled her eyes and looked away from the two faced boy.
"I'll have to talk to her soon. I can't wait to see the look on her face when I tell her everything he's said to me. Even someone as cold-hearted as her couldn't sit next to someone as vulgar as he is."
Kira sat down and waited as the last of the class filed in. "There she is. I love her- is that weird? I mean her style is totally rocking. I want to be her."
The girl beside Kira kept glancing over at her while writing stuff down in her notebook. The stuff didn't have anything to do with Kira. Just poetry, lyric type stuff. Something about a flower. Kira wasn't really paying attention.
Around her were the boys that originally sat with Bakugou. The group he seemed to be reluctantly fond of. The group that abandoned him after hearing whatever Midoriya wanted to say.
Ejiro Kirishima was behind her to her right. He would occasionally think about her and Bakugou. He seemed the most intrigued by Bakugou. "He slapped her drink away from her. I saw it, but she... She calmly hit his back, they basically made a game out of it. She stood up to him but not in the usual way... Is that how you're supposed to handle his outbursts? It's pretty manly, sitting with him. Even though she didn't know him. I wish I could.... But what would the other's think? I don't want people to think I'm like him. What would crimson riot do?"
Behind her was Sero a boy with black hair and quirky elbows. He must be listening to music because all she caught from him was Banda music.
"~Como de costumbre voy de madrugada
Un ligero aliento de un buen buchanans
Traigo la camisa toda perfumada~"
The seat beside Jirou, the poet. Was occupied by a boy with a Pikachu color scheme. He likely had anaduralia. All she got from his mind was a crackling electric noise and the occasional image or emotion.
Infront of Kira was a pink girl. She thought the way she talked. With a lot of enthusiasm and color. Her inner monologue was as bright as her skin tone.
There were a few more interesting characters in the class. A boy with a bird head who also happened to have two voices in his head instead of one. Kira had only seen this a few times before and it was definitely trippy. The voice was an entity he called "dark shadow" the two were constantly bickering with each other.
There was a extremely traumatized boy in the back. Shoto Todoroki, son of Endeavor. It turns out the guy is a piece of shit, Kira wasn't that surprised by this though. Apparently the boy's sole purpose in life was given to him by his father and that purpose was to destroy All Might. All he wanted was to be better than his father and the number one hero because that's what he was raised for. That's what he was bred for.
That's why he was here.
There was also some boy pretending to be French and a girl who thought in "ribbits" half the time.
It was an interesting group of people to be sure.
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"You're using me to avoid four eyes aren't you?" Bakugou grumbled, crossing his arms. Kira stood patiently beside him.
"Yes and you're doing such a nice job. Plus you're much better company." She decided to be honest with him. Bakugou was Sharp as a tack and great at reading people. A talent sharpened by watching people all his life. He watched people interact in class and in the cafeteria, when no one would talk to him.
Kira knew he figured it out a few minutes ago when she ducked behind them after they went outside for hero training. But he didn't say anything until they were in the observation room.
He scoffed at her and glared a head. He was wearing his hero costume. Everyone was dressed up, everyone except Kira. She was wearing a standard training uniform and her boots. Unlike everyone else she hadn't submitted a costume form yet.
"Nice bracelets." She said, gesturing to the giant granade-like weapons on his forearms.
"THESE AREN'T BRACELETS!!! THEY'RE WEAPONS OF DEATH!!!" He screamed at her. She stared blankly at the boy.
"Whatever, they're cute." She said with a smile.
"THEY AREN'T CUTE!!!" He yelled back.
"He's at it again. Yelling at the new girl."
"Is she... teasing him?"
"Wow, she's just laughing at him. If I were her I'd have walked away now."
"She's avoiding me."
"Why Bakugou? Out of everyone in our class she decided to follow him around?"
"Does she like being yelled at or something?"
Their class watched the pair from the corner of their eyes. Aizawa walked to the front of the group. "Alright. Most of you remember the exercise we did at the beginning of the semester."
He clicked a button and a screen behind him flickered to life. It showed clips of the students around her beating the shit out of each other.
There were a lot of explosions. Fire, Ice, electricity, bombs, attempted murder. Bakugou didn't seem very happy about this being played. She felt anger and depression fall over his mood like a wet blanket. This exercise had been one of his failures.
Midoriya had bested him in a fight.
She caught sight of a memory of what happened afterwards. From both Bakugou and Midoriya. The green haired boy was watching him, with the ghost of a smirk on his lips.
Bakugou had broken down afterwards, infront of Midoriya. Bakugou had given the boy victory in two different ways. He lost a mental and physical battle with his rival.
Midoriya had laughed at him for showing weakness. He had asked him things, like what people would think if they heard about Bakugou crying. He had dangled the threat of telling them about it over Bakugou's head.
What an ass.
"We'll be doing a similar exercise today. With some minor adjustments." He reached under a table and picked something up. Dropping a metal box with wires and such onto the table. "For example. The bomb the fake villains will be guarding will be more realistic. Like something you're more likely to come across." He gestured to the box. And opened it, pulling out a replica missile. "Obviously a significantly threatening villain hideout would have several of these. But for the sake of the exercise, this is what we'll be using."
Kira watched from her spot and listened to her classmate's thoughts. Gathering all the information she could on the premise of the game.
"Secondly, instead of working as a team. You'll each be solo. One v one." He put the bomb back and closed the box. "While teamwork is very important there are also situations when you'll be forced to rely on only one person. Yourself. Some of you learned that at the USJ when separated from the others. It's my job to try my best to prepare you for any situation you might face."
"I found Kira when I was completely alone. They need to find out how to handle stressful situations without any help." Kira caught Aizawa glancing over at her.
"Hell yeah. No nerd in my ear to tell me what to fucking do." Bakugou thought with a smirk.
"Oh no... What about poor Kokoa? She's supposed to work on her own? But she doesn't stand a chance against one of us... Oh why is the poor dear even here. She can't handle this." Momo pouted her lip and glanced over at Kira before raising her hand.
"Why is ponytail looking at her like she's broken?"
Kira glanced up at Bakugou. Who eyed Momo with a glare.
"What does she know that I don't?"
He wondered, glancing over at Kira. Kira looked away.
"Yes Yayorozu?" Aizawa asked, nodding at her.
"What about Kokoa? Is it a good idea to put her into combat by herself?" Momo asked. "She could get hurt, she's not experienced!"
"And you were your first time?" Kira asked, raising an eyebrow. "Listen thanks for your concern but I'll handle myself." She said finally, thinking twice about being blatantly rude to Momo. After all she meant the best, probably.
"If Kokoa wants to stay in the hero course she'll have to be able to keep up with the rest of her class. I can't afford to hold everyone back for one person. Even giving her opponent a handicap would be unfair."
He glanced at her. "No hard feelings." He thought. She nodded and gave a small grin.
"Kokoa is already aware of this. New or not she can't be treated differently." Aizawa said. " As I was saying, just as last time opponents will be randomly drawn. To appease Yayorozu though... Kokoa your fight will be last. You'll have plenty of time to observe."
After a few draws he pulled up her name. "Kokoa." He said then reached in again.
"And Midoriya."
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