Under Wraps (KIRIBAKU/DEKUKAMI)

Six. "The whole reason youre here."

I drew in a breath as I walked inside. Soon enough, I found the 1-A room. As I entered, I was greeted by a kid with blue hair as he directed me to my seat. I smiled and introduced myself, and he did the same. It didn't take me long to spot the blonde. The one who kept yelling.

"What? Did your old school shove a stick up your ass or were you born with it?" The smirked at Iida, who continued to yell at him.

That smirk. That's what made my cheeks light up. Wait! No it wasnt! I'm not gay- am I? I sat down and looked at the male before turning forward again.

Another blonde began to talk to me. His name was Kaminari. He was really sweet and nice, and he was funny too. Soon enough our Homeroom teacher came in and told us what we were going to do.

"A quirk assessment test?!" I felt my stomach churn slightly. No way! I wasn't Gonna he sent home! That would be so unmanly!

...

That damn redhead. What the fuck was his deal? First he stares at me in class and then refuses to change in front of us? He was fucking weird. Not to mention he had stupid freckles like that damn nerd Deku.

A scoff was the first thing to leave me when I was given the softball to throw. "This it?" I raised a brow and smirked. "Alright then.." my hands began to spark before I wound up and threw the ball as hard as I could with a huge explosion to send it further.

As my hands smoked and calmed down, I looked back at everyone's faces. They were all amazed, of course. I smirked and walked back to where I stood.

"That was really cool, Bakugo!" The redhead smiled at me. "It was super manly!"

"Shut up, Shitty hair, I don't need your fuckin' input." I growled and looked away to hide the growing blush on my cheeks.

...

Of course Deku got last. That shitty nerd deserved it. As we were walking back to the locker room, The redhead, who's name I learned was Kirishima, was holding his chest.

"Oi, Shitty Hair! Did you break yourself because you're weak?" I smirked. Riling people up was fun.

"Ah! N-No. My ribs just hurt..." he laughed sheepishly and hurried into the locker room.

He was definitely hiding something. I was going to figure it out. I hate secrets.