Bakugo pov
(morning after the sleepover)

Kirishima waved his hand in front of my face, "Bakugo man, you keep spacing out."

"Huh?"

I snap back to reality. God dammit. I need to focus.

"Bakugo, are you sure you're okay to study? Maybe you should just take the day off," Kirishima said putting his pencil down and crossing his arms.

"What? We can't let those nerds get ahead of us?

"The test over this stuff isn't until next week, we haven't even learned this yet," Kirishima protested.

"DO YOU WANNA BE THE BEST OR NOT?! TODOROKI THINKS HES SO MUCH BETTER AND IM GONNA PROVE HIM WRONG IN CLASS TOMORROW! IM GONNA PROVE TO DEKU THAT IM BETTER THAN HIM!"

Kirishima just stayed in the same position staring at me with judgmental eyes. He took in a deep breathe. "Well, if that's really what you want." He reached out to his pencil, "We can get back into it."

I calmed down. I picked up my note cards and shuffled them.

"But I do have to ask, why do you need me here?" Kirishima said.

I staying silent for a second in thought.

"Oh.. well, that's because I need something to punch when I'm angry." I say truthfully.

"I'm honored." Kirishima said with sarcasm.

"If you really want to make me happy, you'd put on the Todoroki mask I made. It would make me feel better when I punched you."

"Okay..." Kirishima leaned back look at me, "You gotta draw the line somewhere, Bakugo."

Kirishima pov

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you. Been here all along so why can't you see-ee-ee...

YOU BELONG WITH ME-EE-EE

you belong with meeee....

Bakugou pov

Kirishima was swaying his head to imaginary music.

"Kirishima? What the fuck are you thinking about?" I asked.

"Nothing..." he said with a slight whimper.

*NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL*
Todoroki pov

I was sitting in the classroom at my desk. The day hasn't started yet, but I got here earlier than usual, so now I just have to fill in the time.

"Yeah! Now I remember! Iida had to fucking cockblock me at 3am," I say to myself, then scribble down in my diary.

Yes, that's right, I brought it to school. Probably not a smart move on my part. BUT WORRY NOT! For I have written the entire thing in a secret code unbreakable by the smartest minds the world has to offer.

Bakugo walked passed me and leaned down to look at my diary. His faced turned confused.

"The fuck is that chicken scratch on a page?"

Haha, my secret code shall never fail me. I close the book.

"Nothing of your concern, my dear Bakugo," I say smirking at him and cross my legs with my arms folded.

He immediately gets violent.

"CALL ME THAT AGAIN AND IM GONNA BEAT YOUR ASS! MY DEAR TODOROKI!!"

Haha, oops.

I put up my hands, trying to defuse the situation. "Okay, Bakugo, let's be chill here," I say laughing it off.

Uraraka walked in the room as Bakugo scuffed and walked away.

"Ahh! Gees! Why is it so cold in here!" She walked to her seat. "Hey, Todoroki?"

Wow, she just went there.

"Oh sure! Just blame the ice quirk!" I say throwing my hands up, "No! It's fine, I get it! I'll show myself out the door!"

She looked at me dumbfucked, "I was gonna ask you to close the window by you."

"Oh... I can do that."

I started moving in the direction of the open window.

"Alright, take your seats!" Aizawa said as he walked in the room not giving me time to close the window.

Sorry Uraraka, looks like you'll have to freeze today.

"We have something to discuss," Aizawa continued.

The room went tense.

Fuck, are we gonna have another stupid essay? And then is that stupid essay gonna have to be read aloud to the class by another person? And then is that person, not gonna name names here, but are they gonna change my god damn words? Again?

There was a stir of speech in the class.

Aizawa cleared his throat to get everyone to quite down, "It's about the upcoming dance."

"Oh yeah!"

"Sweet!"

"For real?!"

People started getting excited. I looked to Izuku and he was shuffling in his seat with excitement.

Awe, don't worry Izuku, I'll save you a dance.

"Alright, I know you're excited but you need to listen. Being that you are first years, you should know of the responsibility that comes with that. You will be in charge of clean up. As well as helping the third years with decorations along with the second years."

"Isn't the dance a fundraiser?" Denki asked.

"Yes, that's my next point. This is an important fundraiser by the school to help heros hurt in action. Which brings me to my next point."

Everyone leaned in with anticipation.

"Each grade level will have a King and Queen of the dance."

The room got louder with excitement again.

"A King and Queen?"

"Hey guys! Vote for me!"

"No way! I'm the one you should vote for!"

"Okay!" Aizawa quited everyone. "The King and Queen have responsibilities of their own. If you are chosen, you need to be aware of them."

Everyone sat in their seats with anticipation. You could feel their excitement.

Not gonna lie, I was pretty excited too. I've never been to a dance before, and being that it's basically mandatory because of how popular it is, my dad should let me go no problem.

Aizawa started up again, "But that doesn't mean the rest of you don't have responsibilities of your own. This event is very high class and ranks on similar levels as the sports festival in media terms. Which means that all of you are expected to attend both the dance," he fell silent for a slight moment.

"And the red carpet event before."

"What!"

"We get to go?"

"I thought only seniors got that chance!"

"That's how it was before, but due to your recent fame, the school board decided to open up the carpet to the class with the top performers, which includes you guys."

"Sweet!"

"No way!"

"Wait, when does this all start?" Sero asked.

"Preparations start tomorrow, and we will vote for King and Queen when lunch break is over," Aizawa said walking to his seat.

Holy crap, tomorrow. At least this means no class I guess, but it just sounds like work. I wonder who will be picked for King and Queen though. Obviously someone from this class, because, let's be honest, no one cares about class B, or any other first year classes.

It's probably gonna be Izuku, I mean who wouldn't vote for him.

Pretty sure for traditions the queen will have to be a girl. So theirs no hope of me being the queen.

Damn it.

I look at Izuku and he's talking to Sero.

Sero, you better back the fuck off if you know what's good for you. But Izuku looks excited.

Izuku then turns his head and looks at me.

FUCK! I'M BUSTED!

PLAY IT OFF, PLAY IT OFF!

Izuku opens his mouth and speaks, "This is gonna be a lot of fun!"

mmmmmMMMMMAAAAHHHH

Izuku Fuck-me-up Midoryia, one of these days you're gonna kill me with that face.

I was gonna answer, but Aizawa continued.

"That's everything I had for first period, you guys are dismissed."

What? It's only been like 2 minutes?

"But sir," Tokoyami said, "We still have over an hour."

"Did I fucking stutter? Get out, take a walk, I don't care." Aizawa said putting on his sleeping bag. "And for the love of God, it's cold as hell in here. Hey! Todoroki!"

"Oh, yes sir. Do you want me to close the window?"

"No, fucking quit it with that ice quirk." Aizawa fell behind his desk, out of sight.

I lipsmacked, "....Well then."

............

"Man, I can't wait!" Uraraka said to the group as we walked down the halls.

In the group was Iida, Uraraka, Izuku, and I. Most of the class was split off into little groups and all talking about the same topic. The dance.

"I've been waiting for the day this would come up. I've already been thinking about what I'll wear," Uraraka said as she skipped along the hall.

"And!" Uraraka spun around to face us. "When we go back, we are gonna vote for King and Queen." She got closer, "You better vote for me."

She took steps back, "I wonder who the king will be." We all started to walk again, "I think it could be Deku."

"Huh?" Izuku said wide eyed.

"Yes! I was thinking the same thing!" Iida said smiling.

"That idea crossed my mind too," I said looking at Izuku.

"Do you guys really think so? I didn't think I had a chance," Izuku said scratching his forearm.

I smiled at him, "What, there's no way!"

..........

"WHAT! There's no way!"

Aizawa looked at me from his desk as I sat in my seat. He acted as if I said nothing a kept talking.

"And your Queen will be Uraraka," he set the paper down on his desk, "Okay, for your assignment today-"

I zoned out Aizawa. I just zoned out the rest of the class.

I can't believe after we all told Izuku that we thought he'd be king...

I was the one who got voted to be.