Bakugou steps out into the hall calmly, eyes closed relaxedly as he closes the door behind him. He opens his eyes and looks up to see Kirishima smiling at him with a dopey expression. "How'd it go?" the redhead asks, clearly already knowing the answer if the cheerful glint in his eyes says anything.

Bakugou rolls his eyes and begins to walk down the hall. Kirishima laughs lightly as he jogs to catch up and walks besides Bakugou towards the cafeteria. They are interrupted, however, as an announcement rings through the air. "Bakugou Katsuki. Please report to the principal's office," the speakers dictate.

Bakugou turns towards the nearest speaker and his brow furrows. What could they want with him right now?

Kirishima steps towards his motionless friend and reaches out to put a hand on his shoulder before thinking better of it given the circumstances and moving his hand around in front of Bakugou to get his attention. "Hey, bro, you good?" he asks. Bakugou turns suddenly towards him and scowls. Kirishima chuckles, leaning away with a smile. "Okay, okay. Do you know what this is about, then?"

Bakugou rolls his eyes. "Of course not, Shitty Hair. Just fucking go get your lunch and I'll meet up with you later."

Kirishima seems uncertain but nods in agreement. Bakugou stuffs his hands in his pockets and turns on his heels, stalking away towards the principal's office as Kirishima watches him go. Watching his friend's back slowly shrink as he gets further away, a serious and hard look grows in Kirishima's eyes unrelated to his quirk.

As he walks, Bakugou turns a corner and almost runs into a pink girl who braces for impact and leans away. His jaw clenches tightly and his body stiffens as his red eyes meet gold. "Bakugou," Ashido murmurs as she looks at him. Her gaze drops to the ground.

"Well?"

Ashido blinks. "Well, what?" she asks, gaze unmoving.

"You gonna apologize like the other little shits?" Bakugou asks in a far too neutral voice that unsettles Ashido.

She had been waiting for the right time to talk to Bakugou, but apparently she won't find one. Well, apparently the time is now, she supposes. Ashido bites her lip and nods, eyes straining as she focuses on the ground. "I—"

"I expected better from you."

Ashido's head shoots up and she looks in surprise at Bakugou after his interruption, her mouth slightly agape. They stand there are stare at each other for a moment. Both are completely still, Ashido frozen in shock and Bakugou oddly poised and straight in his posture, his eyes cold. "Wait! Please, let me explain," Ashido suddenly pleads. Bakugou stares at her with bored eyes, waiting, and she gulps, beginning to blurt out her words in a messy torrent of accelerated sounds, "I was so worried, okay? I didn't know what was going on, and you are one of my best friends! I shouldn't have done it, I know that now," she says, waving her hands around in an attempt to convey her feelings," but I was just so upset and sad and desperate and I didn't know what to do and—"

"And, and, and, and, and," Bakugou suddenly mocks with a sneer, head tilting to each side with each word that he spats, his tongue sharp as a dagger. Ashido's mouth snaps shut. "I know that you are fucking sorry, and I know that you had good intentions, but I expected better from you," he says disapprovingly, and his disappointment shines in his eyes. "Yeah, I'll admit I have always thought of you as being a friend of mine more than most of the other extras, but that's why I don't think I can forgive you right now. It'll take time after you pulled such a fucking shitty thing like that. Now, excuse me as I go to the rat-bear-mouse's office."

Ashido has more on her mind to say, and far more to apologize for, but she takes a deep breath and nods, bowing her head of mussed pink hair. She messed up, and this is what she gets. Bakugou silently sidesteps her, not even glancing at her as he does so, and continues towards the office as Ashido's fists tremble at her sides and liquid slowly drips from her eyes.

She has never felt more terrible about herself in her life.

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She's trying, people! It just takes time sometimes, but this story doesn't actually mean to bash the girls or anyone else (besides maybe ****** hehe). Y'all have been being ruthless lol 😂 tho it is a bit entertaining for me especially when I get the particularly creative comments in my notifs

-Angry
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