In the midst of the unwanted group hug you received, a small hand cupped the side of your breast. Instantly you locked onto the short purple hair which held four large clumps sitting on top of his head.
Mineta flashed a cheeky smile as he retracted his hand from your chest. Tightening your fist, you didn't skip a heartbeat before you slammed it into his round head.
"Ah-!" He cried as he went soaring across the lunchroom.
"Whoa." Kaminari whistled at the distance you got. "Nice hit!"
"Mineta is such a perv!" Ochaco crinkled her nose disgustedly.
"What is this!?" Asui caught your extended arm, pulling your sleeve up to reveal your wrapped arm. Mina looked at her tray, feeling her heart clinch recalling you in the locker room, seeing your injuries made your condition real to her.
"Should you have been training yesterday?" Kaminari asked.
"I am fine."
"Well ok then." Kaminari nodded, finishing his sandwich without a care.
"Really?" Asui shook her head in disproval.
"What?" Kaminari held his hands out, "She said she was good, who am I to say she is wrong?"
"A doctor?"
"Whatever-" Kaminari stood, "-I am getting another sandwich."
"You can do that!?" You snapped your head up, your eyes wide with excitement.
"Ye-Yeah." Kaminari stuttered, finding himself blushing. "You wanna come-" Kaminari didn't get to finish his sentence before you were already on your feet.
"I like her." Asui decided, "She is funny."
"She said like three words." Jiro pointed out.
"Yeah, but the words she did say were funny-" Mina agreed, "-and did you see her punch Mineta into next week!?"
"That was pretty cool." Jiro agreed.
A couple tables away sat Kirishima and Bakugo.
"They seem to be getting along well with the newbie." Kirishima noted, watching you practically skip towards the food. He slightly wished he and Bakugo were sitting at your table enjoying the fun too.
"Who cares about a bunch of damn extras?" Bakugo scoffed, watching you from the corner of his eye.
"They are our classmates." Kirishima reminded, "I am excited for our next sparring class!"
"Yeah?" Bakugo grunted, "What for?"
"I want to go up against the new girl!" Kirishima laughed,
"Eh?" Bakugo twisted his face turning to the red head. "Why?"
"She took Midoriya down within minutes, and he is pretty good-" Kirishima said, turning to look at his friend who looked clueless for a split second.
"HOLD ON A DAMN MINUTE!" Bakugo jumped from his chair, tiny explosions erupted in his hands.
"What the hell!?" Kirishima panicked, "What's wrong!?"
"Your right!" Bakugo laughed as he stormed his way through the maze of tables and chairs.
"B-Bakugo-!" Kirishima called after him, "-what are you doing!?"
You and Kaminari walked out of Lunch Rush, you beam with joy able to get more of your new favorite food resting on your plate.
"I am sorry about what I said to you in class the other day, it was out of line and-" Kaminari was about to finish his apology when a dark shadow casted over the two of you. Bakugo stomped his way until he was inches from your bright red lunch tray.
"HEY STUPID EXTRA-!" He sneered, "-FIGHT ME!"
You glanced over to Kaminari who simply shrugged as a response, not having the slightest clue what the ashy blond was going on about. Bakugo's scarlet eyes glowed as he waited for you to reply.
"No." You simply answered walking past Bakugo leaving him stunned for a sweet moment of silence.
"WHAT!?" Bakugo ran after you, wrapping his large hand easily around your forearm, spinning you around to face him. "WHY!? Are you scared or something you damn Extra!?"
"Why do you keep calling me that word?" You wondered,
"Huh?"
"Are you really that self-centered you see everyone around you as second rate?" Kaminari and Kirishima's mouths drop open.
"Do you have a death wish?" Kaminari whispered over your shoulder.
"Debatable." You shrugged.
"What!?" Kaminari snapped back to you.
"Hey, I am talking to you idiots!" Bakugo snapped.
You turned to look at the ash blond, "Why do I have to care?" You asked, Kaminari died beside you as you moved past a shocked Bakugo. You were almost at your table, you felt so excited to eat your warm food!
"You don't turn your back on me!" Bakugo grabbed your arm tighter than before, spinning you around to face him.
"Kacchan-" Midoriya protested as he stood from his chair.
"Let go of my arm-" You calmly ordered.
"Or what-?" Bakugo sneered, "-you gonna make me!?"
"If you keep holding onto me this tight, you're going to break the stitches in my arm-" You stated, Bakugo's eyes quickly flicked to his hand, "-then I'll be stuck in the nurse's office for the rest of the day."
"Bakugo let her go!" Your classmates complained.
"Tsk!" Bakugo threw your arm out of his grip. "Whatever!" Bakugo turned storming off.
"Kacchan!" Midoriya called jogging after Bakugo.
"Leave me alone you damn nerd." Bakugo snapped, stepping outside.
"(y/n) is just-"
"I don't care." Bakugo spat, hearing your name.
"Will you come back and join us?" Midoriya asked, "We are trying to make (y/n) feel welcomed, so she stays in the class."
"I don't care if that loser stays or goes-" Bakugo darkly replied. "-Just one less steppingstone for me.
"But-" Midoriya was about to say until a familiar sight caught his eye, "-that looks like..." He trailed off looking at the two students from Class 1-B.
"What!?" Bakugo glanced over his shoulder seeing Midoriya staring off in the distance.
"...(y/n)'s bag." Midoriya finished his comment.
"What are you rambling on about that damn idiot for!?" Bakugo stomped over following Midoriya's gaze with his scarlet orbs spotting the two students from Class 1-B. "What are we looking at!?"
"I-I'm probably just wrong!" Midoriya nervously jumped. Bakugo scanned the two boys from their parallel class. His crimson eyes narrowed onto a light colored material in their hands.
"Why do they have (y/n)'s bag?" Bakugo demanded to know.
"How do you know that's hers?"
"She fucking sits behind me." Bakugo snapped, "Clearly I would have seen the bag she pulls out every ten fucking seconds."
"She got sick yesterday." Midoriya muttered to himself as the pieces fell together.
"What do you mean sick!?" Bakugo's harsh voice snapped.
"All Might got a call..." Midoriya looked to his feet, "...and (y/n) was in Recovery Girl's office."
"How ironic-" Bakugo sneered,
"What?"
"-that she gets 'sick' the same day those two morons have her little bag of snacks with them."
"They wouldn't do that!" Midoriya defended. "They wouldn't steal her-"
"Shut up Deku." Bakugo shoved passed him.
"Kacchan!" Midoriya jogged after the spiky blond. "What are you going to do!?"
"It's pretty obvious, isn't it?"
"Why do you care-"
"Listen-!" Bakugo stopped suddenly inches from Midoriya. "-she may piss me off and is useless to all hell, but she is still a part of our class-"
"Kacchan..."
"-and I am apart of 1-A, which means everyone in this damn school better know we are the best and not to be fucked with. I'm not going to let some helpless princess screw that up."
"She's not a help-" Midoriya sighed once Bakugo turned on his heel not caring to listen to Midoriya any longer.
"Oi-!" Bakugo called, tightening his fists, "-fucking morons!"
"Did you hear something Kosei?" Yosetsu Awase asked his friend.
"Nope." Kosei nodded, ignoring Bakugo as he walked up.
"Where the hell did you get that bag!?" Bakugo's eyes twitched, annoyed he was being ignored!
"What do you wanna do after school?" Awase continued their act.
"I didn't fucking stutter!" Bakugo snapped, picking Awase up by the front of his shirt and slamming him against the nearby tree.
"What the hell!?" The students from 1-B protested.
"Where the fuck did you get that bag-!?" Bakugo sneered, his scarlet eyes dipped in rage.
"It's mine." Awase casually replied.
"It ain't your color." Bakugo glared at the student.
"Kacchan!" Midoriya jogged over, "You can't treat them like this!"
"Oh yeah-?" Bakugo glanced over towards Midoriya, "-how do you think they treated (y/n) when they took that bag from her?"
"They-"
"We didn't hurt the bitch-!" Awase struggled against Bakugo's hold, "-we just ruffled her up a bit is all!"
"What!?" Midoriya gasped, unable to believe what he was hearing. "What has she ever done to you!?"
"She is in your class." Kosei spat, Midoriya's heart sunk. All Might was right, (y/n) was struggling in this school because of class 1-A...
"She is hurt!" Midoriya cried out, "How could you do that to her!?"
"Who cares about some useless-" Awase was cut off by Bakugo slamming his fist into his stomach.
"Shut your mouth!" Bakugo glared.
"You're going to pay for that!"
"By whom?" Bakugo laughed, "You!? I'd like to see that happen."
"Kacchan!" Midoriya gasped seeing three other classmates from 1-B come running up behind the blond. He jumped out of the way before a large beast like man could land a punch on him.
"Five against two?" Bakugo stood up, "Almost doesn't seem like a fair fight...for you guys."
"Cocky bastard!" The beast like man came sprinting towards Bakugo.
Before the fun could get started, the two opposing classes were found by teachers and hauled off to Mr. Principles office.
"Here." Bakugo shoves your back into Midoriya's hands.
"Wha-?" Midoriya looked at it, "-don't you want to give it to her-"
"Shut up." Bakugo snapped leaning against his chair as the students waited for their parents.
Bakugo's eye twitched, he knew he was in for it when his mother arrived.