Bakugou pov
We arrived late in the afternoon. The breeze that rolled through from the sea was crisp and fresh; much more so than the air back in the city. A vastness of blue sea dominated the landscape, with a quaint town by it. The town was old yet charming, with lovely ports and a clean beach. The streets were paved with cobblestone, with colourful bunting hanging overhead. The only thing to disrupt the rustic feel was a large facility that rested on the seafront. It was a distance away from the actual town, yet still viewable. It had a large, stadium-like building that was surrounded  by outdoor training areas. I had this view from our bus that drove down the hills which hugged Fuyaroa. My boyfriend pressed his face to the glass. "Look Kat, this place looks so nice."
"Yeah, really pretty." I admired the town. Red didn't expect me to say that; not many people knew how much I loved new places and travelling. Thinking that, I almost lost myself in the idea of travelling the world with Red.

We walked in a big group down the large paths that snakes through the town. "This place will be so lovely for Pride." Exclaimed Harakure.
"So, Pride is a festival where you celebrate, being gay?" I asked, thinking back to the conversation with my friends earlier.
"More or less, but not just gay, bi, trans etcetera." Explained Iida. I nodded instead of verbally replying.

As we made our way to the hotel, Aizawa stopped when another large group  of kids came into view, with a tall man leading them. "Everyone be nice." Aizawa muttered to all of us. We looked at each other, confused.
"Eraser-Head! Buddy!" Called the tall man, nearly in front of us.
"Spirit Shackle." Grunted our teacher in return. Instantly, Red leaned over to Midoriya.
"Hey, who's Spirit Shackle?" Of course we would all ask Deku, since he was a wet-wipe for heroes. In Deku's eyes I could see admiration and shock.
"He's a pro hero. Spirit Shackle; quirk, controls and uses spirits to fight and aid him. Used a lot for security for major events. And not only that, he's a top teacher at Flying Hero Academy!" He finished, seeming rather proud of himself.
"Flying Heroes-" Red muttered, looking down at the ground. I knew I recognised the name from somewhere, maybe one of my teachers' recommended me to apply back in Middle School? Suddenly, Eijirou looked up confidently and grabbed my hand. He seemed determined, I didn't know what about though. I studied Spirit Shackle, unimpressed. With a pale complexion and wiry black hair, he looked almost ill. He was lanky and skinny, making him seem like no threat.
"So this is the famous class 1A, eh? Well, class O, say hey." Spirit smiled happily before turning back to his group. All of them looked at us, judging.
"Is that Bakugou?" Called a husky voice from the midst of the class.
"Really, where?" Asked another, I still couldn't pinpoint who it was.
"There, you can see his hair pointing up, next to that red-head." The other responded. I recognised the voices kind of, but I couldn't remember who's they were. Two boys appeared from the crowd. The more muscular one was handsome in a mean-looking way. He had gelled blackthorn hair and dark eyes; Naito. The one beside him was chubbier, with a round face. His most noticeable feature was his pale blue skin; Baba. Two boys from my middle school.
"So it really is him." Said Baba almost rudely. Before anyone responded, I noticed Naito's eyes drift down to our hands. He raised his eyes brows before laughing. His laugh wasn't extreme or over-the-top, but it had a harshness to it.
"Wow, so Bakugou's a homo, who would've thought?" He smirked, turning to Baba who also grinned. I wasn't going to let this become the same situation we had at Momo's house; I knew Red felt the same.
"Wow, I almost forgot you two ever existed." I pointed my free hand at Naito. "Aren't you the boy who's quirk is being able to turn into a kitten."
"It's not a kit-"
"And you, Blue Boy, I swear you can just turn into water. I'm surprised either of you got accepted into your school. Well, you definitely couldn't get expected into UA." I spoke calmly, yet with a patronising voice. Both seemed lost for words; back at school, neither of them ever crossed me, in fact, they idolised me. Perhaps being excepted into FH gave them a big head.
"Well, err have fun kissing you homos'." Smeared Naito, stumbling slightly.
"Oh we will." Answered Red with a cheeky smile. Then, a new voice decided to come in as another boy emerged from the crowd. With short white hair and a 'bad-boy' face, he fitted the role of an asshole. His whole posture read 'annoying'.
"Well, whoever these," he looked up and down at us, disgusted. "boys are, we'll crush you in the games ahea- wait, is that you Mina?" He shifted from edgy to happy in a second. Mina exploded with cheerfulness at the boy. Next to me, I heard Red speak under his voice.
"There he is."
"There 'who' is?" I asked with confusion and annoyance at the white-haired boy.
"That's Uchida, the boy who bullied me in middle school."