Hello everyone! Back again with more KBS. Fair warning: If certain recent manga events turn out to be what I think they are, I'll probably be mentally divorcing myself from canon from that point onwards and this series will need "Canon Divergence" tags. I've certainly had ideas for endings that I like better than what we seem to be going with. Till then I'll try and stay canon-accurate. Enjoy!

(And for non manga readers please ignore that sorta spoilery intro)

All everyone in class kept doing was talking about that day was some stupid demo they'd gotten from some kid in the "Big Three". Apparently he'd showed up and wiped the floor with everyone in class.

"I'd've beaten him, if I was there!" I snapped when I got sick of hearing Kirishima, Dunce Face and Tape Arms gush about him.

You'dve been beaten just like the rest of them…That annoying voice in my head pops up.

"You didn't see him!" said Kirishima, and then he turned away.

I stomped out of the room pretty soon after that, glad to be finally getting the stupid house arrest over with. There was Deku, looking pensive as all hell, shuffling down the hall towards the elevator.

"Hey!" I shouted, deciding to test this whole 'speaking terms' thing. He looked back at me, without jumping or looking freaked out for no reason. Damn nerd actually smiled.

"Hey, Kacchan."

So weird. Like the last ten years never happened. I took a deep breath and asked, "This Big 3 asshole, he really as tough as they're saying?"

Deku grinned. "Absolutely. Sensei said he's the closest thing to the top hero, including the pros. He's the one to beat. And he's not an asshole."

"You'd better hurry up and beat him, then."

"I almost got a good hit in," said Deku cheerfully as the elevator arrived. "I'll just have to train a bit more and try again. It's nice to know what I've got to aim for."

I huffed out as the elevator went up. There was an awkward moment of silence, then I said, "Bet you're doing that Work Study thing too."

"If I can find someone."

"I won't fall behind you," I blurted out, feeling like I needed to say it. "Got that?"

"I'm counting on it."

And he left me standing in the elevator, turning back with this weird little grin before the doors closed.

I lay on my bed, getting more and more frustrated as the hours relentlessly went by and I still had no work study, no hero license, and no way to catch up with everyone else. Every minute I'm slowly slipping behind Deku…and everyone else. Every minute I waste just sitting around. But what am I supposed to do about it? All I can do is keep training.

But it sure as hell pisses me off that everyone else is gonna pull ahead of me…

The next day in class, Sensei said,

"Regarding the first years' hero internships, the results of yesterday's conference made it abundantly clear. Plenty of teachers, including the principal, said: Don't even think about it."

"Huh? Even after that whole demonstration we got?" Kirishima protested.

"It makes sense, though, given how we ended up in dorms in the first place," said Kaminari.

What led to the dorms in the first place…

aka me. Aka Kamino.

"S WHATCHA GET!" I jumped up out of my seat, trying not to break out with some stupid soppy feeling again in front of everyone. I could feel Deku's and Todoroki's eyes on me from behind.

"Just because you wouldn't be able to," Invisible Chick groused at me.

"However," Sensei interrupted me. "There were also those of the opinion that the current policy keeping you all constantly under our protection wouldn't raise you into strong heroes. So, we decided that 'if limited to offices that had a good track record when it comes to taking in interns, first years should be allowed to do work studies'. That's the new policy."

"Crap," I muttered. there I go again…

From the other end of the classroom I heard Uraraka saying "I wonder if Gunhead's place'll be all right." Frog Face, in front of her, said to Raccoon Eyes "I suppose I should try to reach out to Selkie."

Everyone in class was going to be getting jobs and experience. and you remember how far ahead of you Deku got last time, and that was just an internship for a week.

Well, at least I had the comfort that Todoroki wasn't doing any better. That was something.

Making it all worse, now that I was trapped in the dorms again, was that All Might was always around in his new form. Like this gigantic walking reminder of how badly I'd screwed up. Every time I saw him coughing or sitting down. It didn't matter what he'd told me - that 'it wasn't your fault, young Bakugou'. Yeah, i knew that in my head, but it didn't make it any easier to watch him like that. And there's nothing I could do for him, either. Just sit and watch and be reminded every day of what had happened.

For some reason, Kirishima still seemed to be avoiding me. We hadn't hung out together for a while, and I overheard him and Kaminari talking about going to Ponytail Girl's 'study party' together. Like my tutoring wasn't good enough for him anymore or something. It's not that hanging out with him was all that special. But I don't have that many friends, I'd have liked to at least be asked.

So by the end of the week, life had just become a long string of sitting at a desk for most of the day working while everyone else buzzed about these jobs they'd get to go and do, watching my life pass me by, and having only one person who could possibly relate. And that person being someone I really, really didn't want to talk to.

And that one person being who I was stuck with every single weekend from here on out.

Goddamn IcyHot bastard.