Bakugo's pov

"This has got to be a joke." I stared at the girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair staring at me with eyes that looked starstruck. I was obviously shirtless with a towel around my lower waist. My wet hair was dripping on my bare shoulders and collar bones.

Ok backtrack. Let's start from the very beginning. I just graduated from UA but I couldn't make money just by hero work. A villian isn't attacking the town at every moment and the last two attacks, those idiots, I called my friends, beat me to it and shitty Deku. So I decide that college would be perfect to get a degree in something that would interest me so I could get a decent day job part-time.

Looks like everyone had the same idea. How do I know? Well my parents were helping me with my luggage and I ran into shitty hair and dunce face. Look I have no problem with those guys but what the hell! Why are they here?

"Hey, idiots! What the hell are you doing here!" I asked rather rudely.

"Oh Bakubro!" Shitty hair tried to give me a hug. 

"Get the fuck off me!" I cursed. Dunce face looked at me and tried to give me a high-five which I dodged obviously. "What the fuck are you guys doing here?" I asked.

"Well the same reason you are here." Shitty hair said.

"To get a degree in something for a part-time job!" Dunce face said.

"You could just dress up as Pikachu for childrens' birthday parties." Weird hair said looking at that annoying carbon copy of Pikachu. I sighed in annoyance. My mom seemed just as annoyed as me. Because she yelled at me to get in my room. I reluctantly listened to her just so I could get away from this nonsensical shit.

I unlocked my door with my key. My mom and dad walked in and placed my luggage next to my bed.

"Thanks..." I said looking away. My mom looked at me surprised but then smiled at me. My dad started crying.

"We'll miss you sweetie." She said ruffling my hair. She kissed my forehead and then they left. That's probably the nicest we've been to each other in forever. I started unpacking.

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"Thanks mom, for convincing my dad to let me move out." I said.

"No problem honey." My mother said.

"This is preposterous!" My father yelled from the front seat. I glared at him from the back seat. My mom saw my face in the rearview mirror and snapped her fingers.

I graduated from a normal high school. I was quirkless in a world that saw quirks as normal. I didn't care though. I never wanted to be a hero. I wanted to save people in my own way. That's why I took clinical psychology as my major.

I'm very passionate about mental health and I want to be able to cure people while also being honest about everything instead of every other therapist in the world who make you pay 27,598.88 yen a week to tell you your friends and family are lying to you.

The car stopped in front of the college. I stepped out of the car mesmerized and sighed.

Tohoku University

In the city of Sendai, Japan. It's so pretty. "FATHER LOOK AT THAT CHERRY BLOSSOM TREE. OH IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!" I scream with hearts in my eyes. I ran up ahead and went to the front desk. A lady was on her computer. She looked up at me.

"Hi! I'm the new transfer student from America!" I said in Japanese. I learned it. It took a couple of years but I managed.

"Ah yes. (Y/n)? Right?" She asked.

"Yes!" I said excitedly. She looked annoyed.

"Here." She handed me the key to my room. (Ok OK hold up I live at home so I don't know how college dorms work. I'm finishing basics at community college) I took it from her and ran to elevators and reached my room. My parents could hardly keep up. I put the key in and threw open the door and oh my god!

"This has got to be a joke."

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"This has got to be a joke." Bakugo
said rudely.

"A-a-a boy?" The girl looked around. She checked the floor, her key, and the door number. "Is this right?" She asked. He parents turned up.

"Ah the pro hero!" They said.

"Pro hero. Wait a minute. No way. Don't tell me. He's a hero?" She looked at him. "What's your name?" The girl asked.

"Bakugo Katsuki. What's it to you?" He asked.

"Uhm I'm going crazy aren't I?" She said.

"Are you ground zero?" Her mom asked with stars in her eyes. Her father on the other was not going to let his daughter stay with a male alone. The first impression wasn't even the best either. He was shirtless and wet with a towel around his lower waist.

"Um I'll come back once you are dressed." She said. She closed the door and slid against it. She let out a breath as if she were holding it.

"I'm not letting you stay with someone random boy we don't even know!" Her father said. She did admit that her father had a point.

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A-a-a boy?" The girl looked around. She checked the floor, her key and the door number. "Is this right?" She asked. I looked at the stupid girl frantically checking the key and the room number. Her parents turned up.

"Ah the pro hero!" They said.

"Pro hero? Wait a minute. No way. Don't tell me. He's a hero?" She looked at me. "What's your name?" The girl asked.

"Bakugo Katsuki. What's it to you?" I said annoyed with the situation at hand.

"Uhm I'm going crazy aren't I?" She asked putting a hand against her forehead.

"Are you ground zero?" Her mom asked with stars in her eyes. Her father on the other was not. He was fuming at me. The first impression wasn't even the best either. I was shirtless and wet with a towel around my lower waist.

"Um I'll come back once you are dressed." She said. She closed the door. I stared at the door. I started to get dressed and I heard their voices outside. After about 15 minutes I heard a knock.

"Come in!" I said. The girls cheeks were red and her father was still not happy but he wasn't fuming. Her mom was still fawning over me.

"Have a great year honey!" They left the luggage by her bed. Her mom kissed her cheek and pushed her dad out of the room as they left. The girl sat on the bed with her head down.

"Hey what's wrong?" I asked. Not like I actually cared. She just decided to unpack. I rolled my eyes. I started reading a manga book and ignored her. This is going to be a long semester.