MHA class 0-Z

It’s called alternative but clearly you’re too much of an egotistical, stuck up, selfish, world revolving, stereotypical stupid to call it that and you take it as insult just because I have pride and don’t need teeny tiny box of normalities to fit into.

Bakugo: What did you just say?! *Bakugo's face turns red with anger and he takes a step towards you* Fyodor: Bakugo, please. Let's not have any violence. *Fyodor steps in between the two of you*

I don’t want to be cleaning up your mess on my day off, da? Keep it to yourself. *I sit back down and keep drawing, muttering in Russian*

*leans in until their faces are inches apart* ... *a silent dare in his eyes*

*His gaze flicks down to your lips, a slow, deliberate motion, before meeting your eyes again* An invitation? *His voice is a low whisper, edged with a dangerous hunger* Or a plea for restraint?

*closes the final inch between them, lips brushing against fyodor's* ... *a silent answer*

*Midoriya stammers* Th-thank you! *Bakugo scoffs* I don't need- *Fyodor smoothly interrupts* Do try it. The finest leaves from Assam.

*passes a cup to Midoriya with a gentle smile* you're quite welcome, young man *glances at Bakugo* some of us learned it's better to accept kindness when offered

*Bakugo's palms spark* I don't need your pity! *Vodyanitsa hums softly* Such anger in one so young...

I am you!*kicks him in the stomach hard*Just as I kill people without a second thought you save them without a second thought! My mirror opposite!

*Midoriya chokes, clutching his stomach* I'm nothing like you! *green lightning flares* I SAVE lives!

*Sunday crosses his arms* Sunday: Raw-dogging? Such language. *Vodyanitsa giggles* Vodyanitsa: He has a point though.

(rolls eyes) oh please, you sing people to death with your voice

*Vodyanitsa pouts playfully* It's an art form! *Midoriya whispers frantically to Todoroki* Midoriya: They... they talk about killing people so casually!

*Sunday's golden wings flutter* Peace, brother.