Titles are not one of my zero skills.

Bakugou's PoV

"Baku!" I heard someone whisper-yell behind me. I didn't turn around because I recognised that voice and nickname, I was not putting up with his shit this lesson.

"Bakuuuu! Baka! Baku! Bakugooooouuuu!" He whispered, getting louder with every dumb nickname. "Bakugou-wait hold on what's your first name? Kyle!" I attempted to cover my ears as he yelled out random western names in an attempt to annoy me to the point of answering him.

This girl who had strings on her ears leaned toward me. "Dude, Kirishima is talking to you." She said in a hushed voice. I glared at her as hard as I could, she just shrugged.

"Jeremyyyyyy!" Kirishima said in this weird tune I didn't recognise. Finally I snapped.

"What is it you fucking fork?!" I yelled at him as quietly as I could. The people around me stared at me in confusion. I stared them all down and they continued with their work.

"Fork? I appreciate the simile but how am I a fork?" He asked, laughing.

"It's alliteration you dumbass!" I rolled my eyes. Jesus Christ, no wonder he's failing most of his classes. I could not handle this level of stupidity, why on Earth does he keep talking to me?

"What? Simile sounds like similar and it sounds similar..." His sentence trailed off. "Ohhh you're right." The redhead realised. I facepalmed.

"Doesn't matter anyway." Kirishima decided to get back on topic. "I was just going to ask you how it went with your family? You good, bro?" He asked. I nodded furiously, he was seriously asking me this in the middle of the lesson when we have recess/break next.

"Good." He put his thumbs up, grinning. The idiot looked back down and his hair caught the light, it shone in the sun. Stupid. He continued writing things down. No doubt really stupid and wrong things because he's a dumbass.

Ugh, was that it? Interrupting me for nothing.

"Dude, you can stop staring." The purple haired girl with noodles attached to her ears said. I frowned, turning to face her. She looked disinterested. I most likely looked extremely pissed.

"Do you like Kirishima?" She asked, looking at the floor. She was quiet enough that nobody overheard other than me.

"Of course not! That's disgusting." I said quietly back at her. "I'm gay but not that desperate." I groaned. She laughed.

"No, I can tell, you've got it bad." She twirled her noodle looking AirPods around an index finger. I was about to yell but she spoke again. "I think he likes you too, he's not usually this happy. I mean, he always seems really happy, but now it seems more genuine." I stopped, my mouth hung open in shock.

"Uh-wha?" I asked, unable to say much else to such a statement. There's no way in hell anybody is going to be happy around me, I'm so unhappy it could be considered contagious. What is there to even be happy about with me?

"Ugh, you're both so hopeless." The girl said. "You're so easy to read, the two of you."

"No, I don't like him okay."

"You keep believing that, blondie." She sighed, looking to a girl at the back of the room. She laughed with this dual haired boy but he seemed unfocused on her. Clearly something was going on here but I had no clue what.

"If what you're saying is true, I guess you're pretty lucky." She sighed, leaning back on her desk. I was going to say something but she clearly didn't want to talk anymore. What on Earth is she on about? I don't like Kirishima, I can't stand being around him anyway.

Oop Jirou the love expert strikes.
I took way too long to update, my schedule is fucked.
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