People have to stop robbing me. I thought on my way to school. Hitoshi was walking next to me as we chatted about our evenings. Sharp pain in my side made me flinch as the violet headed boy looked away as if he hadn't done anything. I flipped him off and walked towards my first class.

Laying my head down, I sat in the class with the rambunctious teens I called my classmates. I pray to the obese bunny, Big Chungus, that today will go calmly. My classmates muttered along themselves asking what they were going to do today.

The [h/l]-haired kid closed their eyes, wanting to have a peaceful nap. "Hey extra," I heard the familiar voice of, the one and only, Bakugo Katsuki. "Yes?" My eyes met his crimson ones, the feeling of familiarity made a crooked smile rest on my face. "What the fuck happened yesterday?" He asked in a hushed voice.

"Dude, I was just getting chased by some weird oldie." I shrugged it off as if it were no problem. "I'm alright though, thank you for caring." I looked up at the boy, giving him a reassuring smile. "Well, of course, I care stupid." He muttered and walked back to his desk.

Aizawa walked into the class and like usual, I spaced out. "Just have it over by the end of the period." He muttered and slipped into his sleeping bag and fell asleep. After being rambunctious and everyone voting, the results were in. Aizawa stated the President and Vice President. "Midoriya and [l/n]." He muttered and I let out a sound of confusion.

"I give vice to Yaomomo!" I shouted and leaned back in my chair. A small grin was plastered on my face as the girl walked up to me and bowed in gratitude. I let out a small laugh and motioned her to the front. "Go ahead." She nodded and walked to the front.

[momo's pov]

I don't recall giving [l/n] my name but I was grateful anyway. My eyes hadn't caught onto them till now. Their quirk was similar to mine...isn't it? I'm aware that it's the manipulation of some sort, but what kind. As being snapped out of thought by the student I nodded politely and walked up to the front.

I started to think about their features and had started to think. They aren't that bad looking, but we should probably talk and hang out first. I planned to ask her to a...' hang out' after class to see if I could get to know her better. I saw them giving me a thumbs up and a childish grin. They made me feel... weirdly happy? I pushed the thoughts out of my mind and bowed to the class.

[[y/n]'s pov]

I was sitting alone at lunch because the sleepy bitch was busy. I was munching on my rice and quite contents but my stomach churned slightly at the feeling of being alone. Three people, a dude, and two girls walked up to my table. The ginger put down her lunch harshly on the table. "I'm Cattie, she's Amaka, and that's Beau! We're your new best friends!"

The ginger, Cattie, spoke quite enthusiastically. I stared at them confused and surprised. "Cattie you weren't supposed to scare them. You were supposed to greet them and ask if we could sit here." The taller male, Beau, elbowed her. Cattie whined like a small child, "I had to get my point through somehow!" She huffed. The other female rolled her eyes and looked at me, "Is it fine if we sit here?" Amaka asked. I paused for a moment,

"Payment is a bit of everyone's lunch," I stated and Amaka nodded. She passed me a bit of her lunch. Soon enough, the other two of the group stopped bickering like children and sat down. Cattie had star cookies and gave me about ten from her full plate of star cookies. I started to eat in content while the four of us started to learn about each other. 'They seemed pretty cool to me I think,' my thoughts were interrupted by the alarm that started to ring.

"C' mon and let's go!" Amaka said and held her hand out to me. I smacked her hand with my chopsticks and looked at her. "I'm gonna finish my lunch," I muttered and continued to eat. Eventually, Amaka got yoinked off by the star-cookie addict and the cafeteria was empty. I was content with the amount of food that I ate and started to wander around the empty halls.

I saw someone in a hoodie talking to a gas man. "Hey, dude! Are you emo? because you look like you're still depressed about MCR." I shouted out to him. He turned quite quickly and his eyes widened. The distance between us was pretty far to practically nothing. He had me pinned up to the wall and had four fingers pressed to the wall. I was quite confused why he had four and not all five but I looked at his features.

'He needs to have a self-care day because hooly sHiiiittt' I thought to myself. He seemed to be threatening me but I was too busy trying to find something. I grumbled and then gasped. I pulled out an unopened chapstick. "Okay, I know you're super evil and blah blah but your lips are super chapped. I won't say a word to anyone and you being here is completely a secret." I held the chapstick to him and he took it from my hand.

"Name's [y/n]. Please just use this on your lips because they are looking like the Sahara Desert dude. But yeah, see you!" I chirped and slipped out his grasp. "I THINK YOU BOTH LOOK COOL BUT MR. GHASTLY IS PRETTY COOL!" I shouted and eventually got into the cafeteria.

[emo's pov]

I looked up at 'Mr. Ghastly' then looked down at the chapstick that the strange person, '[y/n]', gave me. "We have to go," the ghastly man said to me and I nodded.

'Maybe I'll see you again [y/n]'

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ayo amaka, cattie, and beau don't belong to me, they belong to my friends in the discord server and they're super c00l n yeah