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Yawning, you shook of the tiredness you felt and got out of bed and headed to the bathroom with your toothbrush.

After splashing your face with water you brushed your teeth looking at your tired expression in the mirror.

"What the hell are you doing in here?" You recognised the voice and turned to see Bakugou has walked into the public bathroom.

"What does it look like?" you said, muffled behind the toothbrush in your mouth. Eyes widening when you finally looked at him, the blonde was shirtless wearing only faded navy sweatpants.

"This is the boys bathroom." He said ruffling his bed hair.

You didn't speak for a moment and turned back to yourself in the mirror.

"Don't ignore me." He said approaching you, you tried your hardest to hide your face from him but failed.

With the toothbrush still hanging out if your mouth, he grabbed your shoulders and spun you around.

"Weirdo." he said before noticing your rosy cheeks, swallowing and realising the reason why and looking down at his stomach for one moment.

"Bye." You said rushing out of the bathroom.

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After putting on your 'hero' costume, you walked over to the group of students that were standing next to Eraser head. The costume you wore was dark and tight against your skin, it was high neck and sleeveless, you wore black gloves that went up to your elbows and high black socks. Basically, you looked badass.

Catching the eye of some of the other students, you listened to what Aizawa was saying. Bakugou observed your figure, hugged tight by fabric, it was the first time he had ever seen you wear something like this. But he definitely didn't mind.

He noticed the Katana that was on your back, the small daggers that sat along your belt and an empty gun hold. It made you look slightly unrecognisable.

"Partner up, we will be sparing. Recovery girl is back at the base if you need her." The teacher lazily said.

Your gaze immediately landed on the green haired boy, Izuku Midoriya, the strongest one here even though he didn't know it yet. You had to fight him.

"Midoriya." you said from behind the boy, he turned to face you, intimidated by your presence. "Be my partner."

He nodded and you walked away from the group, leading him to an area with enough space to fight.

After a few minutes of setting up, you finally began. He started by aiming punches at you that he failed to land, you were faster to react than he was. Dodging his hits, you coursed in between him, using your combat skills in the most effective way possible. So when he paused just for moment to catch his breath, it created an opening for you. Spinning him around with a sharp hit, you kicked his back so he landed face first on the ground.

"Get up." You spat.

Some of the others watched you from the corner of their eyes.

He did as you said, grunted slightly and you finally pulled out your katana. Preparing himself to use more of his power, he pushed himself towards you, swinging his electric fist.

You dodged, now standing behind him, creating enough distance so that your katana would only tear the surface of his skin along his back. By now you had memorised his movement patterns and how long it took for an opening to appear.

He was growing restless and irritated by the blood leaking from his back, a green whir surrounded him and he crashing towards you unexpectedly.

But all at once, his face relaxed and he stopped, you wiped his memory back to the moment after you asked him to be your partner. He had forgotten what he was doing and dropped to the ground.

In one movement, you landed on him, turning him over onto his back, holding two daggers up to his throat. His eyes were wide and confused.

"I win." you whispered, not exactly to him though, letting him feel cold metal bite his skin only for a moment before you got up. He watched your figure stand above him, wind swaying through you as you put the daggers back into their place along your belt.

"I thought she was gonna kill him for a moment there." Kirishima said to the blonde next to him, they watched your performance, the red head making little comments every now and then. However, Bakugou was silent the whole time.

Feeling their eyes on you, you turned to face them, sharing a harsh glance.

Bakugou couldn't understand why you had the power to make him feel this way, so drawn to you but also intimidated. And no one intimidated him.

He noticed you had concealed yourself in a way during your spar, hiding something. Deku was always the one to make the first move, not you. It made him wonder what you would be like in a real battle, you being the one making the first moves, not holding back anything.

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