The Dorms 2

He opened his mouth to tell the waste of time to 'fuck off', but instead was cut off by little Red. Or Olivia... Katsuki disregarded her name, finding it unfitting. She seemed to have finally regained her composure, and Katsuki found himself disappointed that her cheeks had returned to a normal color.

"I'm also sorry." She started, voice tinging with an accent. He smirked, damn right she should be sorry after wasting his time like that. "I'm sorry for you assuming the worst, knocking me over," Monkey's eyes widened in alarm at her 'apology' and Katsuki's smirk left his face as his anger spiked, "and causing a scene before we could expl-" He was about to explode at her fiery attitude, but Monkey Tail decided to quickly put his hand over her mouth to cut her off, pulling her outside with him. At least one of them didn't have a death wish.

"I assume we're all needed downstairs, let's go now, yeah?" The guy quickly suggested, as the barely 5 foot tall fireball angrily tried to remove his hand from her face. She wasn't successful, and was guided to the elevator. Katsuki met her glare head on as the Monkey Man held the elevator door open for him. What a fucking noble. He let out a string of curses as he slammed the problem child's door shut and joined them in the elevator with a 'tch' before looking away.

The redhead was still trying to slap away the Monkey's -apparently strong- hand when Katsuki glanced over again. When their eyes met, she immediately attempted to make faces at him. For a woman in her 20's, she sure acted like a fucking child. And though Katsuki would be ashamed of himself for doing so later, he found himself sinking to her level and making taunting faces back at her whenever the Monkey Man wasn't looking.

As the elevator came to a stop, Katsuki Bakugo internally snickered as Red's clouded gaze met his. The woman who was acting like a lion just minutes earlier now looked more like a meek lamb.

He raised an eyebrow, smirking, when she held his gaze for longer than she probably intended to. As she quickly looked away, he was intrigued as her cheeks flushed red again.

He decided Red was a fitting nickname for the woman after all.

He stored her reaction away to think about later, and looked around as they exited the elevator into the common area. Katsuki scoffed when he saw Deku, the watery eyed quirkless loser he thought he ditched back in high school, sitting on one of the couches. He wondered if the green haired frog next to him was his sister, and he was helping her on move-in day. Yeah, that's probably why the nerd was here. He felt his irritation spike as the weakling had the nerve to gasp loudly, looking towards the doorway.

"I know you! You're the underground Pro! The Erasure Hero: Eraser Head!"

Katsuki pushed down his ever rising irritation at the nerd's usual speech whenever he laid eyes on a hero, and glanced over to see what the fuss was all about. He didn't notice anything particularly heroic about the tired homeless man in front of them, but he did indeed have his quirk activated, with his focused glowing eyes and floating hair. Katsuki followed his line of sight to see what he was so focused on, and saw little Red, a mix of relief and suspicion on her face as she stared back at the man.

Deku continued, "You're able to erase anyone's quirk when they're in your line of sight," Ah, that explained her expression, Katsuki thought to himself. "and recently gained attention from your part in helping rescue the two that were kidnap-"

A loud laugh started next to the Erasure Hero's side. Glancing at the lanky figure next to the man, Katsuki glared. He should've figured Present Mic would be there after that damn interruption earlier.

"Alright alright alriiiiight!" Present Mic started, hands in his pockets "Now that you all are here, I'm Present Mic, and this grumpy caterpillar is your homeroom teacher, Aizawa!"

This was the man Shitty Hair was talking about earlier? Katsuki smirked, what a joke.

"Alriiiight, I'm outta here dudes and dudettes. I'll see you kids in English class!" He grinned casually, slapping Aizawa on the back before walking away. Aizawa glared at the man's retreating figure and then turned to the rest of them, death in his eyes.

"It took you all 2 minutes and 35 seconds to get down here. Not what I expected from the supposed first class heroes of the next generation…" He looked at each student as he spoke, and most of them had the good grace to look ashamed under his stare.

Katsuki 'tch'ed and looked away, already pegging this speech as a waste of time. He felt his eyes slide over against his will to the red haired woman standing next to him, and was pleased to see she also came to the same conclusion, and was zonned the fuck out.

It didn't take a genius to understand what the teacher was saying, as it was all shit he knew from having read the admission information. Four boys and four girls on a floor... a giant shared living area, washroom, and kitchen on the first floor... every room had a fridge, AC, balcony, and closet... yada yada. The teacher started listing the names on each floor, and Katsuki was irritated to hear Deku's name on the list. Tch, whatever. That nerd would be out of here as soon as the college realized their mistake.

"Your first task will be to decide on a class representative." The tired man said, looking over the gathered students. Excited mummers broke out among the extras around him, and Katsuki felt himself shift as he started paying attention.

"But we barely know each other, ribbit." The woman Katsuki had thought was Deku's sister pointed out. He scoffed at this. They didn't need to get to know each other for them to realize he was the best. He got first place in the practical entrance exam after all.

He saw little Red and the Monkey exchange a look, and the former frowned. Apparently the teacher had also noticed this, since his gaze lingered on Red before looking away in what appeared to be indifference. Katsuki suddenly wondered if they both knew her quirk or something. Maybe that's why the teacher had used her as quirk target practice.

"Whatever, just let me know by the first class." Aizawa casually mentioned as he walked out the door, seeming to not care about the task in the least.

The group of young adults were quiet for exactly 1.7 seconds, before everyone started wasting their breath at the same time.

Shitty Hair spoke up first, "I wanna be class rep guys!"

"Sweet, I'll take it!" A blond guy with a lightning bolt in his hair yapped next.

Some earlobe chick, "Yeah, you're gonna need me."

"Someone with style might be the right pick!" Then some french extra.

That pink woman, "I'm like, totally the right pick!"

What a waste, Katsuki thought, they'd obviously have to pick him. "Tch, you're all justa buncha extras, I'm the strongest here so I'm the best for the job!" He shouted over the noise angrily.

Then, a booming voice.

"SILENCE, EVERYONE, PLEASE!"