Tuesday
Weather status: cold, light snow.
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Class ended rather quickly.
And you and Bakugou were walking to the archery in a comfortable silence in the cold. When you both are met by the red haired student that seemed to like Bakugou a lot.

"Kirishima, was it?"
You thought.

"Hey Bakubro!"
He yells, he then notices you walking by his side on your phone.

"Hey L/n!"
He says while giving your a cheesy smile.

"Kirishima."
You smile.

"What do you want shitty hair."
He says in an aggressive voice.

"Chill dude I know your with your girlfriend but we have our next class together."
He explains.

"WHAT'D YOU JUST CALL HER!? ILL KILL YOU!"
He yells while stopping his pace to turn to him.

Due to the commotion you kept walking to avoid even more attention that had already been drawn.

"Oh ho ho! So you do like her?"
He accuses.

"THE FUCK I DON'T!
SHUT THE HELL UP"
He shouts.

"Don't deny it bro! She is a pretty girl, I'm surprised Denki hasn't shot his shot yet. He's always talking about her."
He put forth.

"Doesn't he have a crush on her?"
He adds.

Bakugou then got angry?

"He dose?"
He fumed.

"Pretty sure. Though, he's probably too scared to shoot his shot since your always shadowing her. Your like her guard dog or something."
He went on.
"But I mean, what's that to you? You two aren't dating or anything."
He noted while continuing down the path.

He was right. She wasn't his girlfriend.
So why was he acting so possessive?
What was wrong with him?
He now seems clingy.
And that disgusted him.

He cursed himself and followed behind Kirishima to the archery range.

•••

You were already on the field and you had a hip full of arrows firing away.

Bakugou and Kirishima had to shoot towards the end of the field due to their slight absence.

You were shooting, over and over again.
Your eye was full so you jogged to center and pulled them out and throwing them into the ground making sure not to hurt anyone.

You then walked back to the starting line to shoot a couple more into the middle.

"Fuck it's cold."
You cursed under your breath.

You pulled your bow around your figure and sat down in the snowy grass. One leg extended, and the other one propped up to support your arm.

It seemed everyone was getting cold and the teacher then seemed to notice also
He then yelled

"ALRIGHT EVERYONE IN THE GYM!"

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You were sprawled out onto the floor sitting next to your friend Sero who was talking your ear off.

"Agghhh yeah, I'm going to the ball with this one girl I'm class 1-b."
She's such a pain in the ass! She's so lazy she won't do anything!"
He cries.

"Then why did you pick her to be your partner?"
You genuinely ask while ruffling your hair.

"Cause we both didn't have partners! She just happened to be another one who wasn't already in a pair!"
He blubbered.

"Please, tell me you don't have a partner."
He begged in despair.

"Sorry Sero, I've had a partner for a while now. You should have ask earlier before he grew on me."
You laugh.

"Ahhh! L/n! Your killing me here!"
He complains while anime tears start to stream down his face.

"Sorry Sero, besides it's too late to bail on Katsuki now. We have made too much progress it would be a waste."
You explain to him while rubbing the back of your neck wondering if there was anything you could do for him.

"Wait- Bakugou? Like Katsuki Bakugou?"
He curiously ask while sitting up.

"Yeah, we've been paired for some time now."
You contented.

"Oh yeah! I know Bakugou! You two will win for sure!"
He beamed.

"I mean I suppose. The ball gives me something to do while my parents are away."
You wonder.
And even if we did win what's the prize?
Money? As if I have don't have enough of that already."
You seethe while leaning back into your arms.

You and Sero keep the conversation alive before realizing that it was time to leave class.

•••

You waved to Sero not seeing Bakugou, inferring that he already headed to his next class.

Fencing wasn't very from from the gym so you didn't have a far walk.

You walking into the arena and head to the left to enter the empty women's locker room.

Not many female students took this class during this period.
So you had the luxury of dressing alone.

•••

Class had started and you were paired with a rather tall male.

You adjusted your helmet tucking your hair to make sure non was showing not in your face to interfere with you match.

Your twirl your sabre in your hand until you hear a:

"READY."

"ONGUARD."

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