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1-School..Yay...

BAKUGOU'S P.O.V

I wake up to the noise of my alarm clock ringing in my ears. I hit my alarm clock aggressively, causing it to break. I guess it was a bad idea to use my phone for my alarm. "Old hag, my phone broke!" I yelled, hoping that she was awake.

"You got money, don't you? Go buy a new one yourself!" The old lady replied.

"Whatever old hag," I mumble before I showered and got ready for my first day in U.A. I thought to myself in annoyance, 'God damn old hag expresses love with a roof over my head and nothing else' while making myself breakfast. I walk to school and head to my classroom, 1-A, to see that damn Deal of all people!? Could this day get ANY worse? I mean, sure, I'm going to this 'prestigious high school,' but my phone just broke, and now I have a  green haired happy-go-lucky nerd in my classroom?

"Damn deku..."I say quietly, almost inaudible. I glance over at the boy that resembled a peppermint and thought,  'I'm too tired for this right now.'

TODOROKI'S P.O.V

I walk into the classroom to see a boy that resembled a pomeranian with blood-red  eyes and spiky platinum blonde hair next to a- piece of broccoli? Oh- wait, that's a person.

I quietly sit down at the desk marked SHOTO TODOROKI. Five minutes till school starts, I think. A few other students pile into the classroom, named Kalli(my oc), Kaminari, Tenya, Momo, Mineta, and Asui. The bell rang, and the rest of the class came in... 'why cant I stop staring at that angry pomeranian?' I think, slamming my head onto the desk.

•time skip brought to you by Mineta getting shoved into the garbage can, along with the guitar that he couldn't play due to his character design(AS. HE. SHOULD.)•

BAKUGOU'S P.O.V

I go find my locker, and throw my bag in it.

'That peppermint was kinda cute,' I thought while closing my locker, a slight blush on my face. I saw that the boy who resembled a peppermint was right in front of me. "Get outta my way half-n-half!" I yell, almost walking into him. "Nah, I'm good," he said.  He was ticking me off. I let off a small explosion by his arm, just to startle him, and left. I thought,  'Tch, I hate rich kids,' as I went to my next class.

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Anyways, thanks for reading this if you did, the word count is 366. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated, Author Out!