Third Person POV

It was a avaerage day in the city of Musutafu, Japan.

The sun was high in the sky, the leaves on the trees sway in the current of the cool breeze.

It was peaceful and calm.

???: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!!

However, not everything is peaceful as a certain sandy-blonde-haired boy with red eyes was glaring at a certan red-haired boy.

Bakugo: Are you some sort of amoeba!?

Kirishima sweatdropped.

Kirishima: I dont see what the problem is?

The explosion user eye twitched as the rest of his class were watching in silence, not wanting to get involved.

Bakugo: Who puts milk in before cerial!? You have to do it the other way around!

The sandy-blonde-haired boy then guestured to a bowl that had milk in it with around two or three cerial bits.

Kirishima: Does it matter how i have my breakfast?

Bakugo: Yes! only a fucking ape woud do what you did!

He then looked at the rest of the class.

Bakugo: Hey extras! Who else does what shitty hair does!?

Slowly around three to four hands went up as the sandy-blonde-hared boy sighed.

Bakugo: deku, put your hand down...

Standing at the fridge with his hand raised was Izuku Midoriya, bakugo's childhood friend.

Not wanting to piss off the explosion user, the green-haired boy slowly put his hand down as he looked away and drinked his coffee.

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END OF CHAPTER