CHAPTER 2
The rest of the week was crazy training, classes, and being constantly reminded that you are nowhere near the level of everyone else in the class because you came so late into the year.
"Why were you late anyways?" Ochaco asked as you walked with her into the cafeteria for lunch.
"My family travels a lot and we were in America for my mom's job. It was last minute and I had already gotten into UA, but they let me keep my spot since Mr. Aizawa is an old family friend." You explained as you grabbed a tray and got into the lunch line.
"Really? That's so cool! Is that why you're so skilled with your quirk? Did he train you?"
"No, but my mom helped since we both have the same quirk."
"Ah. Is she a pro hero?"
"Kinda, it's complicated." You explained as you got your food and walked to a nearby table that looked open. Ochaco followed and sat next to you.
"Did your dad have a quirk too? I'm always interested to see how quirks are passed down."
"No, he was actually born quirkless if you can believe that." You said, causing Ochaco to gasp.
"Wow. That's so rare."
"Yeah, but it obviously didn't matter to my mom because to her, quirks don't define who you are as a person."
"That is so true. I'd love someone even if they were quirkless too." Ochaco said, just as Izuku passed by, causing him to drop his tray as his face turned bright red.
"Are you okay?" You asked as everyone around him got up and helped him. Izuku nodded without looking over at the two of you and continued to walk to another table. You watched, feeling bad, but also curious as to why he got so flustered when Ochaco said what she said. You shrugged it off and continued eating before a certain red head plopped in the seat in front of you, wielding a certain friend of his.
"Geez, what happened to him?" Kirishima asked, gesturing to Midoriya who was vigorously writing something down in a notebook, looking up at Ochaco now and then.
"He must've tripped or something." You suggested, hoping to defend Ochaco's crush.
"Or the damn nerd just got embarrassed by his girlfriend over here." Bakugo said under his breath, doing everything in his power to avoid eye contact with you. Ochaco blushed and stared down at her plate when he said this.
"Hey! Shut up man." Kirishima said, defending Ochaco and lightly punching Bakugo in the arm who grunted in response. Everyone sat in silence for a while until you cleared your throat, causing Bakugo to finally look at you.
"Don't." He warned, holding up his fork threateningly.
"Don't what? I was clearing my throat." You asked angrily.
"Which would lead to you making conversation which we both know you're bad at."
"Excuse me?"
"Dude, can you not pick a fight every time we eat lunch? I have friends and I'm probably going to lose them thanks to you." Kirishima pointed out.
"Yeah, let's just try to be nice and eat our lunch like normal people." Ochaco suggested, hoping to ease the tension between you and Bakugo. It seemed to work as everyone continued eating in silence. Ochaco and Kirishima attempted to make small talk, but you were still thinking about what Bakugo said earlier.
"I'm bad at making conversation huh?" You asked suddenly, without making eye contact.
"Yeah, you never let me speak." Bakugo said with a smirk.
"Guys…" Kirishima warned.
"What? I'm just saying that princess over here always cuts me off with a remark thinking that she's got me all figured out, well guess what sweetheart, you don't."
"You are such a dick!" You screamed, reaching over the table to grab onto his neck and hopefully strangle him. Ochaco grabbed you and held you back while Kirishima did the same to Bakugo.
"You want to fight again, huh?! I'm down! Let's fight and end this RIGHT NOW!" Bakugo yelled angrily, causing the lunchroom to fall silent. You tried to calm down and act rationally, but couldn't. You ripped out of Ochaco's grip, walked over to Bakugo at lightning speed, and punched him in the face as hard as you could. Everyone yelled and cheered as Bakugo fell backwards onto the table, knocking everything over while holding his nose in pain.
"There, the fight is fucking over. I won again, get over it!" You spat angrily as you started to walk away. Bakugo growled and quickly ripped away from Kirishima, following you out of the lunchroom. You knew he was following you as you left the room but you kept walking anyway, wanting to lead the fight anywhere but where tons of people would see. You felt a strong arm on your shoulder as you were quickly spun around to face him. You closed your eyes and shielded your face as you anticipated his punch. You were mentally prepared, but were still scared nonetheless. However, nothing happened. There was no pain, only heavy breathing and muttered curse words. You opened an eye as you felt his grip release and saw that he was walking away from you. This confused you as you saw drops of blood on the carpet, so you definitely did some damage to the blonde boy's face. Ochaco and Kirishima burst out of the lunchroom, other students did too just to see what was going to happen. You paid no mind as you ran by.
"Hey!" You called, running after him. It was probably a bad decision since he was unpredictable, but you were still curious. Bakugo didn't stop walking until he got to the men's bathroom and went inside. You gave up since you knew you couldn't go in there.
"What just happened?!" Ochaco asked with panic in her voice.
"Yeah! What the hell was that? He didn't hit you did he? I swear, if he hit you—" Kirishima sounded panicked too.
"He didn't. I'm not sure why because he was right in front of me, swearing under his breath like he was trying to stop himself. Then he just walked away to the bathroom. He's probably still in there." You explained, out of breath and trying not to cry.
"I'll go talk to him." Kirishima said, running down the hallway before you could object.
"Hey, are you okay?" Ochaco asked, noticing your eyes becoming red as you tried to hold back tears. You felt a lump in your throat, your nose started to run. You knew that if you said another word you'd burst out crying so you led her to a nearby bench and sat down.
"I don't understand why he's so angry at me. He was part of my entrance exam, if I lost I wouldn't even be here! Why won't he just be happy for me and move on." You asked, your voice shaky as tears streamed down your face.
"Because Katsuki Bakugo is a jerk. Since he first came here all he's talked about is being the best. He doesn't care about other people because he's too focused on some selfish goal he has for himself. Honestly, it's not you, it's him." Ochaco said, hugging you and rubbing your back as you finished crying.
"Yeah. I guess I just thought that I could be the bigger man and not get angry or start any fights. He just makes me so angry… what should I do?"
"Avoid him. Don't talk to him. He is not worth your time and if he comes near you again, just tell Kirishima and he will keep you safe." Ochaco said, standing up and helping you up too.
"Let's go to class I guess." You said trying to laugh as the two of you walked down the halls to class 1-A. As the class went on, you noticed that Kirishima was in class, but Bakugo was not. You wondered what happened, but decided not to worry about it until after class.
(Time Skip)
You laid on your fluffy bed and stared at the ceiling before getting bored and getting up to find something to do. It was late, but you doubted that Kirishima was asleep and you noticed that he had a pretty cool room so you decided to go down there and hang with him. You had forgotten to ask him what happened with Bakugo since he wasn't in class, but why did you care? You just cried over him being an asshole earlier, so why bother with where he went during class? You weren't sure what you were feeling, but you were definitely hungry, so you decided to head to the common area for some food before bothering Kirishima. It was incredibly dark in the building, the common area was no exception. You walked in the darkness, barely able to see because of moonlight and the streetlamps outside, but noticed that you weren't alone. Bakugo was seated by a window a few feet ahead, but didn't seem to take notice of you yet. You debated whether to abandon the mission and just go back, or obey your stomach and get some frozen leftovers. Your stomach made its decision as it growled loudly. Loudly enough for Bakugo to hear and look around until his eyes landed on you. You both stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. At that moment you wished you were psychic so you could know what he was thinking. His face was unreadable since it was neither angry nor annoyed, just serious. You decided to make the first move and walk past him, rummaging through the fridge to find something to eat. You decided on frozen Eggo waffles because nothing else looked good. You could feel Bakugo's eyes staring at you as you pulled two waffled out and bit into one of them.
"That's so weird." Bakugo said quietly behind you. You turned to look at him, shocked that he said anything to begin with.
"What is?" You asked, mouth full of waffle.
"That you eat them frozen."
"Tastes fine to me." You stated, taking another bite. You couldn't tell if he was trying to make actual conversation or not.
"My dad eats them frozen too. Fuckin' weirdo." Bakugo added.
"Cool…" You awkwardly stood there, not sure whether to walk away or stay. "Did I break your nose?" You asked, feeling like an idiot the second you asked that. Why would you try to be nice to him after he insulted you earlier?
"No." He replied plainly. The question seemed to bother him as he went back to staring out the window.
"Then what are you doing still awake?"
"I should ask you the same thing."
"Hungry." You stated as you pointed towards your waffle.
"Not tired." Bakugo stated as he pointed to himself. You tried not to smirk as you took another bite of your waffle. The room was silent again as Bakugo stared out the window again. This was your time to leave if you wanted to, but being your curious self you wanted to pry for some much needed answers.
"I'm just confused because you weren't in class after I hit you… why didn't you hit back?"
"Because I didn't want to hurt the new girl, obviously."
"That's the only reason?"
"And because I realized the fight was stupid."
"I don't understand this. How is it that I only just got here and we already hate each other."
"I don't hate you." Bakugo stated, looking away.
"You sure act like it." You rolled your eyes. Bakgo didn't answer. "Night." You said as you walked away, knowing that the conversation was going nowhere and Bakugo was beginning to piss you off anyways. You didn't look back, but knew that he was still watching you as you went back up to your room. You'd had enough with boys lately so you decided to hold off on visiting Kirishima until later in the week.
