Bakugo sat at his desk, a grumpy expression as usual as he mentally judged everyone in the classroom. He peaked over at his two friends, Denki and Kirishima seeing them messing around like always, tutting at their immaturity. Aizawa soon dragged himself into the classroom, tired like everyday- slouching. He stood at the front of the class in his usual spot- mumbling for everyone to shut up, immediately being obeyed. “we have a new student…” he mumbled, the door opened, you enter…
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