Warning: violence, pretty harsh language (but you should know and expect that already.)

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Denki wasn't surprised to find Sero waiting for him when he got back to the dorms, wiggling his eyebrows and asking countless questions about where he was. Even though the blonde boy denied doing anything, Sero remained suspicious and giddy.

"Don't tell me you were out with your girlfriend.." Sero pondered, smirking and pacing around the hallway. "I mean, what else could you have possibly been doing for an entire hour and a half after your detention was over?"

"Shut up," Denki playfully shoved his shoulder, not even denying it.

"So it is true!"

"Now I didn't say that.." Denki blushed and scratched his cheek.

"Don't even try to deny it! What's her name, by the way?"

"Oh.. uh.. it's- it's (F/N).." Denki spat out, mustering a smile.

"Hm, doesn't ring a bell. How about we meet her this weekend? We've waited long enough," Sero winked with finger gun, lifting his heel off the ground. "We're all allowed to go get some ice cream, she can come along.."

"Y-Yeah! I'll ask her." Denki nervously agreed. "I mean, it'll be hard since she's in another class-"

"So she is a U.A student! That makes this all the more interesting." Sero scratched his imaginary beard. He leaned into his ear and put up his palm next to his mouth, "By the way, don't ask her, tell her. I'm sure she's used to you being dominant anyways.."

"Woah dude," Denki laughed nervously, a blush couldn't help but heap on his face as he thought about it a bit. His hormones were definitely raging. "We haven't gone there yet.."

"Yet." Sero nudged him. "But when it does, you better tell me how it was, or else."

"Yeah yeah, just let me through." He playfully shoved Sero out of the way and ran his hands through his face in defeat.

"Be sure to implement some bondage or maybe even some shock treatment! It's all or nothing Kaminari! This is your moment! Tell me more later!"

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A week passed since you last saw Denki, and you were so damn bored. Your head hit the table harshly for the third time, snickers filling your ears as you groan and rub your forehead. You wanted to smack everyone upside the head at that moment. At least with Yuri making faces at you the entire class and passing notes, it wasn't too bad.

One thing you noticed was that she kept stealing glances at Shinsou, which made you grimance and run your hands through your hair, shaking your head in disappointment. Her light pink hair matched her cheeks as you vaguely teased her with heart symbols with your fingers from across the room over the teacher's constant, unrelated babbling about his boring personal life. Your eyes also lingered over his purple tresses, wondering what was so special about them. You couldn't help but feel happy for her, finally having feelings for someone that isn't popular or perfect in every way.

You rolled your eyes at her and turned back to your desk, laying your head sideways and beginning to daydream about what you were going to do once you were back at the dorms. Lately, you've been sexually frustrated and you wanted to fix that soon. You couldn't help but stare at every boy that passed by you. Your eyes always lingered to their broad arms or their crotch, sometimes you were lost in their eyes.
Then your mind wandered. The only boy to make you lost in their annoying, enthusiastic smile and cheery demeanor was none other than...
Then someone threw a crumpled paper at the back of your head and snapped you out of your thoughts. You flinched and growled, turning your body to see the three boys in the back of the room all snicker and elbow each other. You glanced at the teacher who somehow didn't
notice their shenanigans. Somehow, the three of them also got to have moved their desks to be right by one another, great. You glared them, one of them in particular, the middle boy with light blue hair was smirking and waving at you. You assumed it was him who threw the paper at you.

They were widely know throughout the school, but mostly in General Education as the three delinquent brothers who just like to cause trouble and fights for fun. They had arrived around two weeks ago and have been annoying little shits to everyone possible ever since. Constant interruptions, being insufferable smart-asses, not to mention that they never do any work and somehow are at the top of their class.
A few times, they've straight up ganged up on a few students and left them bruised and beaten, stealing whatever they had of value like their wallet or phone. Of course, they don't mess with anyone that is above their caliber, aka anyone from the hero courses. No one knows how they're still in U.A, not many people even know their quirks and the few are afraid to say.. but there must be a reason, and some people are determined to find out why. If it were any other school, they'd be out in a single heartbeat.

Frankly, you didn't give a single shit.

The light blue haired boy's smile seemed innocent when you looked back at him, but you knew that he wasn't and weren't going to be fooled. You picked up the paper that had landed behind your chair and opened it. There was a beautiful lily raveled up inside of it. You took it and stuffed it in your pocket.

Meet us in the girls restroom after class.
Pretty please?~
- Mika

You turned and mouthed a 'hell no', throwing it back in their direction. The boy to who you assumed was Mika's right, one with long jet black hair that glimmered more than his eyes caught it effortlessly and glared at you while the third quiet brother to the right simply stared down at his classwork and sighed. You raised your eyebrow and smirked in content. The teacher called on you to turn around, so you did and grumbled, angrily placing your chin on your hand with a scowl as the two boys lowly laughed at you, while the third simply continued writing and shook his head at their laughter, his well combed brown hair swaying to the side gracefully as he did. It was frustrating simply being around them, yet they had never interacted with you before this except for some pointing and whispering, so it was a weird feeling to have their attention so suddenly.

Yuri tapped her foot on the ground three times, your code for 'turn around and fucking look at me'. You looked and saw her leaning forwards and raising an eyebrow as to ask whats going on. You shook your head and rolled your eyes in the brothers direction. Yuri sighed and nodded, returning back to her notebook, pretending to write down her work.

You could feel eyes on your back for the entire class, and you definitely couldn't focus. It was like they were eating you alive with their eyes.
After class was dismissed you couldn't be happier. Yuri came to your side right away and pulled you away from the class before they could possibly even think of interacting with you again.

"I saw your situation and I think we should go," Yuri offered and you nodded.

"Ito." A voice called. Yuri turned at the use of her last name, usually everyone she spoke to used her first name. Then her eyes widened at the sight of Shinsou, staring down at his smooth hands. "I have your notebook. You kinda left it in the back yesterday... Here."

"O-Oh uh.. T-Thanks.." She turned pale in the face and took it from his hand in a haste, turning away and dragging your by your arm away from him. You almost lost your footing as she did, pursing her lips and slightly shaking.

"What's the big deal?" You broke away from her once you turned a corner. She frantically flipped through the notebook and blushed. "Don't you like him or something?! Wouldn't it be like a drama show if he read something naughty~"

"I had some personal things written in here (F/N)!" Yuri exclaimed, cherry blossoms fell from her hair as she tried to calm herself and expertly dodged your question. "Like, really, really personal! I was freaking out! This is real life! I really don't want him reading it.."

"Chill the fuck out, he's not even the type to snoop through someones stuff." You rolled your eyes and let her freak out, glaring at the bystanders that were looking at the two of you funny. Actually, you didn't know if he was the type, but it was solely to get her to calm down.

"How the hell do you know?! I mean, I would look through it if I were him! Why shouldn't I assume that he did-"

"What are you so damn worried about anyway?" You placed your hands on your hips. "Have you been writing down your naughty thoughts or something?"

"It's none of your business! It's no ones business!" She shouted and stuffed the notebook in her bag, blushing uncontrollably and shaking her head.

In the distance, three figures in particular watched the two of you bicker.

"Whatever.." You huffed and tensed at the feeling of those same eyes on you once again. "It doesn't matter. We'll figure it out later."

She sighed deeply. "I guess..."

You shrugged and sighed as well. Yuri's eyes lit up suddenly. "Oh, by the way, what was going on back in class?"

"Oh? Just those Shinobu bitches being dicks again." You huffed, deciding not to tell her about the note.

"You're lucky that they pay attention to you." She nudged you with her elbow. "Mika is pretty smokin'."

"Not really." You lied. Well, you thought they were attractive, but weren't attracted.

"Fuck do you mean? Well honestly, the others are definitely competition. Akira's hair is just amazing. It shimmers so much and even reaches his thighs! I wonder if he does it himself. Although it would be pretty cute if his brothers helped-"

"Who cares if they're hot? Don't praise them, Yuri. Please."

"Why not? Hell, I'd even fuck with Hiro. He seems shy but you know what they say.." She nudged you with her elbow and raised an eyebrow. "They're all so mature looking and handsome.. Wait, wasn't Mika the one that threw that paper at you? What did it say?"

You thought for a moment. "Nothing. It didn't say anything."

"Aw. I was hoping he asked you out or something. Honestly girl, you need a boyfriend." She grinned up at the ceiling as the bell rang. She grabbed your wrist and walked with you down the hallway, behind the flock of students running out the building while the two of you stayed behind for a moment.

"No thanks." You shrugged. "I'm good."

"Seriously? If you didn't yell at everything that moved, maybe you'd have one already-"

"Hey." A gruff voice interrupted her ranting, one that you faintly recognized. Your blood boiled and a shadow cast over your face, lowering your gaze to the ground and painfully gulping. Why were you so intimidated just from a voice? It was like your legs froze in place and your chest was being softly compressed.

You took a peek behind Yuri's fluffy hair, catching a glimpse of the quiet brother, who you assume the voice belonged to. His narrow brown eyes sent a hard shock down your spine, like all of a sudden a wave of fear splashed over you and took control. You tried to look anywhere else. His dark brown hair, or his broad shoulders, but everything around his eyes seemed to fade to grey, and you were terrified, yet you didn't know why.. But you did. Your entire body twitched in utter fear while you remained confused and scared.

"So," Hiro, the supposed shy one spoke, you flinched with his voice. "We have a few concerns with you two."

The blue haired one, Mika stepped in front of him, blocking your eye contact with Hiro. Suddenly you felt calm again and placed your hand over your chest, trying to gain control of your breathing again. The feeling of your chest being tightly compressed left you and your lungs filled with sweet air again. It led you to be suddenly suspicious of what their quirks are. The third brother, Akira with the amazingly beautiful long hair only smiled and leaned against the wall watching.

"What the hell do you want?" Yuri growled at them with furrowed brows, sharing her angry gaze with the three of them as she stepped to your side.

With exchanged glares, Yuri's back hit the lockers behind her. She dropped her notebook to free her hands, balled her fists and bent her knees, dodging a punch from Mika and delivering a swift kick to his ankle. He cried out but stayed on his feet, growling and reaching for her arm and kicked her where the sun doesn't shine. It may hurt less for a girl, but it still does.

You lunged and pulled his arm away from her, delivering a kick to his stomach as Yuri fell to the ground. Hiro stepped away from the scene, not bothering to help his brother getting beat up and leaned against the wall with Akira, twirling his hair around his finger and sighing.

"BITCH!" He shouted, stepping sideways and pulling on your hair harshly. You fell to the ground and attempted to grab his leg but failed. He pushed your face onto the ground while you scratched and squirmed. "Not so tough now? How about it.. Want to listen to what I have to say now?" It was surreal, seeing such a short, childish and innocent looking boy doing such a thing.

"I knew you could do it," Akira said, his deep voice dripping with obvious sarcasm as he clapped slowly.

"Shut the fuck up. Now listen up, bitch..." Mika balled his fists into your hair and pulled your head up, slightly bloody with furrowed brows as he stared at you with an innocent smile. "You're coming with us."

'This would probably be a good time to use my quirk..' You thought. 'But.. Fuck. I shouldn't have used it for shits and giggles this morning.'

Using your seemingly powerful quirk to prank Yuri that same morning proved to be not ideal for the situation. It wears out quickly and takes time to recharge, and if used too much, you'll simply pass out. In severe cases, you risk going into coma, and you decided that it wasn't worth it. Of course, you loved to tell everyone how powerful it was, leaving out the horrible drawbacks. It earned you some reputation to be feared and not to be messed with, but these three obviously didn't care. Or maybe they didn't know..?

'I'll just use it to kick his face in later.'

"Fuck you, prick." You spat. He only chuckled and pulled your body up by your waist and hair and twirled you around his finger.

"Soon." He said put his hand around your back and urged you to walk with him. His brothers already began walking down the hall, speaking amongst themselves. Mika looked down at Yuri with a demeaning glare and smirked. She didn't move from the floor, still in deep pain. "Know your place. I don't need you, so you can stay there and act pathetic as always, I guess." He sneered at her.

But you had this weird feeling,

In the very pit of your stomach.

Like something was going to happen, and you were going to be fine..

But that's ridiculous, right?

"As I said before, fuck you." You repeated in Mika's ear. He pursed his lips into a forced smile, poking your cheek harshly and pulling the front of your uniform, not forgetting to peek down there.

"So small.." He muttered. "But still cute."

"Don't fucking touch me, creep." You swatted his hand away as he reached to grab your breast.

He chuckled and slowly shut his eyes sighing in content. "So feisty.. This'll be fun." He said and dragged you along with him.

Denki felt a slight disturbance a few moments after he heard the bell ring, a loud commotion down the hall. He figured it was due to the large amount of students leaving at once and shrugged it off once Sero called him over to walk with the rest of the squad to the boys locker room to change out of their uniform.

"Did you hear that?" Denki asked, slightly fidgeting.

"Nope." Sero replied. "It was probably nothing, you know how people are when the bell rings."

"I don't know man." Denki's heart fell for a moment as he heard something similar to a being pushed up against harshly. He felt like something was going on that he had the power to stop, and should.

"Well you can go check it out if you want.." Sero suggested. "But you better come back. If it for some reason takes longer than half an hour, meet us back at the dorms." He turned on his heel and followed Kirishima down the opposite hall.

"Got it!" Denki exclaimed back. "This better
not be just some stupid gut feeling or I'm gonna shock myself."

You resisted greatly, pushing Mika off of you multiple times before he grabbed you back and dug his nails into your skin harder each time. "Stop fucking moving!" He growled and slapped the top of your head and pulled you alongside him, almost stumbling to the ground if he wasn't holding you up so tightly.

"What the fuck do you want with me, you stupid bastard?" You huffed and tried not to do anything bold. "You've never even talked to me before and now you're pulling this shit-"

"Shut the fuck up, I don't need to tell you." He replied with a straight face, finally reaching the girls restroom where his brothers stopped in front of and whispered to each other. "To be honest, we thought you were cute, so we wanted to just have a little talk, but you were so violent.."

"Seriously? You kicked my friend in the fucking crotch and didn't even try to speak to me first, you absolute dumbass."

His face remained unchanged, only a slight wrinkle as he tried not to frown. He pushed you off of his arm and twirled you around so that you were in front of him. He grabbed your shoulders and shook you a bit, staring at you dead in the eye. "Listen up here.."

"GET OFF OF HER YOU BASTARD!"

Your eyes widened before you could process and connect the dots.

'Not this fucking guy..'

His voice sent shivers down your spine as you tried to turn your head and see who it was.. even though you already knew deep inside. You grimaced and tensed, preparing for any impact that may come.

The grip on your shoulders was released as Mika fell flat on his face from the force of the kick he received to the back. His hand slammed against the ground, exerting force to lift himself back up, but Denki stepped on his back and sent a single shock down his spine. Mika yelped and growled, rubbing his forehead across the floor in an attempt to suppress the unbearable pain.

"Dude.." Akira watched beating go down, honestly surprised. "He's kinda cute."

"We should just go.." Hiro suggested, struggling to take his eyes off of the scene before pulling his brothers arm aside. "I don't want to be involved in yet another fight."

"We can't just leave him bro!" Akira whisper-shouted, but seemingly not low enough since Denki rubbed his foot on Mika's back as he glared up at the long haired teen.

"It's not my fault he couldn't deal with some girls."

The boy under him caught him off guard and grabbed his ankle. Denki yelped as Mika used all of his force to try and knock him over, but you reached over and grabbed his hair, narrowly missing his face as you attempted to kick him in the face. Denki quickly regained his balanced as you helped hold Mika down on the ground.

"Nice try. Can it losers, and maybe I'll let him go." Denki demanded, opening his palm in front of you. It was weird how suddenly he was so confident. At first sight, the three guys were absolutely terrifying to him, but he didn't care. You furrowed your eyebrows, slightly disgusted at the idea that he was protecting you from those fuckers, but what could you do? You simply stood there and threw a glare in Hiro and Akira's direction. They both took a step back and looked at each other before nodding.

"Great." Denki smiled and took his shoe off of Mika's back, who groaned and punched the floor in frustration. He muttered obscenities under his breath and thrashed around.
Denki looked back towards you and goofily smiled. You pursed your lips and looked away from him, pouting and muttering a quiet thank you.

Mika shot straight up, growling and towering over Denki before backing down and turning on his heel. "Fuck you! I'm getting you back for this, you prick." He rubbed his now bruised back and groaned in pain, not even daring to look at his confused and secretly disappointed brothers. He ran over to them and whispered something in their ear whilst glaring at the two of you.

Hiro shook his head and sighed, hitting Mika harshly on the back and pulling him away. Your mouth remained wide open, still processing what happened.
"So uh.." Denki cleared his throat and winked as they rushed around the corner. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? I-I mean, are you alright? You need to go to the infirmary?" He placed his hands on your shoulders and rubbed them, lingering over a spot that was beginning to bruise. You flinched and he apologized before chuckling and straightening his back.

"I'm fine. And you did something very heroic today, so I'm going to pretend you didn't say that."

"No need to thank me," He began. "How could I not save a beautiful lady in danger?"

"Shut up. If his brothers were in the mood, you would have gotten your ass clapped, idiot. Why are you even here?"

"It was just a gut feeling... I guess destiny is a thing." He winked and put his arm around you. You blushed and tried to push him off desperately but he laughed and spun you around. "How else would we keep bumping into each other?"

"Get off! You were stalking me last time! And I could've totally beaten them up if I could use my quirk!"

"Oh really?" He drew out. "What is this all-so powerful quirk you have that could take out three delinquents?"

He stifled a giggle at your scowl. "I'm worn out on it." You looked at your hands in disappointment. "But I swear I'll kick your ass tomorrow with it."

"Be my guest," He bowed. "I'd love to spar with you. I'd have to go easy though."

"In your fucking dreams."

Then you heard Yuri's voice, suddenly remembering she was left behind. "(F/N)! WHO ARE YOU?" She ran over to your side almost too quickly and stared at Denki.

He cleared his throat. "I'm Denki Kaminari, I'm in Class 1-A and am glad to say that I'm (F/N)'s amazing friend, nice to meet you." He smiled and kissed her hand. She kept a straight face and smacked his head softly, but she couldn't hide the pink tinge on her cheeks.

"Cool. (F/N), what happened with the Shinobu bitches?"

You looked at the ground and tilted your head in Denki's direction. "He scared them away, as much as I hate to admit it."

"Oooh, he came to your rescue! I'm sorry, is this your new boyf-"

You smacked her upside the head before she could finish the thought. "We should go."

"Thanks for dealing with her toxicity.." Yuri whimpered as you dragged her away.

Then you remembered what Aizawa had told you the day before. Your breath hitched as you stopped short and turned. "And Kaminari! I guess I owe you one.. or something." You shouted, rolling your eyes and escorted yourself out the door, completely oblivious to Denki's mischievous smile and plan.