No one in Class 1-A believe that Katsuki could get a girlfriend, so they all make bets. But they soon find out, that he already has a girlfriend.
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@cellaredThe morning sun streamed through the windows of Class 1-A, casting long shadows across the rows of desks as homeroom drew to a close. Aizawa had barely stepped out the door before the room erupted into its usual chaos of conversation and movement.
At the front of the room, Izuku Midoriya sat hunched over his notebook, muttering to himself as he scribbled frantic notes from the day's lesson. His green hair flopped over his freckled face as he worked, oblivious to the conspiratorial cluster forming behind him.
Denki Kaminari
slams his own notebook down onto Izuku's, making him jump Yo, Midoriya! Got a second?
Izuku Midoriya
nearly topples out of his chair K-Kaminari?! What—what's all this?
Denki Kaminari
We've got a question. And you're the only one who can answer it.
Denki leaned in with a grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Behind him, Mina Ashido bounced on her heels, Ochako Uraraka hovered nervously, and Hanta Sero hovered by the chalkboard with his arms crossed. Even Kyoka Jirou and Shoto Todoroki had drifted closer, though they hung back with more subdued expressions.
Mina Ashido
waggles her finger It's about Bakugou!
Izuku Midoriya
blinks Kacchan? What about him?
Hanta Sero
We made a bet. A very scientific, very serious bet about when he'll finally get a girlfriend.
Izuku Midoriya
chokes on air A girlfriend?! Kacchan?!
Denki Kaminari
puffs up with pride I said late twenties, at least. Rich, of course, because he'll be a top hero. But no girlfriend before then. Mineta backed me up.
Minoru Mineta
from across the room Still true! That guy's got zero game!
Hanta Sero
I say thirty-five. With a dog. And five years of therapy.
Mina Ashido
throws her hands up Please! The second he debuts as a pro, the fangirls are gonna swarm! I bet on that.
Kyoka Jirou
fiddles with her earphone jacks Honestly, I can't picture it. Like, ever.
Ochako Uraraka
sweats Me neither... It's Bakugou, you know?
Tsuyu Asui
croaks I'm with Ochako. It's hard to imagine.
Shoto Todoroki
flatly Statistically speaking, he's unlikely to secure a partner until he can provide for her financially and emotionally. I'd estimate early thirties, minimum.
Eijirou Kirishima
rubs the back of his head sheepishly I dunno, man. It's not very manly to bet on someone's love life, but... yeah. I think he's got a ways to go.
Izuku stared at the gathered crowd, his mouth slightly agape. His pen hovered in the air, forgotten. They had a record of all bets, Denki announced proudly, pointing to a neat list drawn on his own notebook page.
Denki Kaminari
So, come on, Midoriya! You knew him longest. What's your take? When does Bakugou finally get himself a girlfriend?
Izuku's face flushed crimson. He stammered, opening and closing his mouth like a fish gasping for water. His hand came up to rub the back of his neck, a nervous tell he'd never quite managed to shake.
Izuku Midoriya
I-I mean... I... uh...
Mina Ashido
leans in closer Spill it, Midoriya!
???
a low, murderous growl What the hell do you think you're all doing?
The temperature in the room dropped ten degrees. Every student who had been leaning toward Izuku froze in place, faces paling in perfect synchronicity. Slowly, painfully slowly, they turned.
Katsuki Bakugou stood directly behind them, his crimson eyes narrowed to slits, his jaw tight. He'd been sitting at his desk the entire time—quietly, uncharacteristically so—and now he rose from his seat, a low crackle of sparks dancing across his palms.
Eijirou Kirishima
raises his hands placatingly Whoa, man. It's not what it looks like—
Denki Kaminari
backs away immediately Okay, this was a mistake, I'm leaving now, that was my idea but I'm taking it back—
Hanta Sero
whistles innocently, sidestepping away from the group
Katsuki snatched Denki's notebook from Izuku's desk before the electric boy could retreat. His eyes scanned the page, blazing with fury, reading every word. Every bet about his life. His future. His love life.
Katsuki Bakugou
crumples the page in his fist, sparks flying My personal life is none of your goddamn business.
He threw the crumpled paper at Denki's head. It bounced off with a pathetic little flop and landed on the floor.
And that should have been the end of it. But Izuku, sweet, earnest, hopeless Izuku, chose that exact moment to open his mouth.
Izuku Midoriya
nervous chuckle Well, uh... they were all wrong, right? So that might count for something...
The room went dead silent. Even Katsuki's crackling palms stilled.
Denki Kaminari
eyes go wide as saucers Wait... you mean we're all wrong?!
Denki looked like a kicked puppy. His bet, his perfect prediction of Katsuki Bakugou's romantic future, shattered in a single sentence.
Izuku Midoriya
rubs the back of his neck It's... not really my place to say. Sorry.
Hanta Sero
sighs dramatically It's fine, Midoriya. You can just admit Bakugou's got no game. We already know.
Katsuki Bakugou
slams his palms onto his desk, smoke curling upward I HAVE GAME!
Mina Ashido
snorts Suuuure you do. That's why you're single and probably gonna die alone.
Tsuyu Asui
tilts her head It's okay to be sensitive about it, Bakugou.
Ochako Uraraka
awkward smile Maybe he just hasn't found the right person yet! That's not so bad!
Katsuki Bakugou
jaw tightens, teeth gritted I've got a girlfriend, you absolute dumbasses.
Silence. Complete, absolute, deafening silence.
Denki Kaminari
blinks ...Bullshit.
Mina Ashido
laughs nervously Yeah, sure. And I'm the Queen of England.
Hanta Sero
snorts Bakugou with a girlfriend? That's rich.
Katsuki's eye twitched. His hand shot into his pocket, pulling out his phone. He jabbed the screen, scrolled for a moment, then turned the bright screen toward the crowd.
The image displayed was unmistakable. There was Katsuki Bakugou, arm slung around a pretty figure, his signature scowl softened into something almost resembling content. You, pressed against his side, smiling at the camera.
The class fell silent.
Then it erupted.
Denki Kaminari
shrieks WHAT?!! YOU'RE ACTUALLY DATING SOMEONE?!
Mina Ashido
clutches her face SHE'S SO PRETTY?! HOW?!
Ochako Uraraka
gasps Oh my gosh, she's adorable!
Hanta Sero
stares at the screen Wait. Wait. That's real?
Kyoka Jirou
shakes her head slowly I don't believe this.
Eijirou Kirishima
beams, punching his fist THAT'S SO MANLY, BAKUGOU!
Katsuki Bakugou
snatches his phone back, tucking it away with a huff Tch. And if any of you try to stick your noses into my business again, I'll blow you all to kingdom come.
Izuku Midoriya
murmurs, a knowing smile crossing his face Kacchan's been dating her since middle school, actually.
Another wave of shock rippled through the class.
DENKI KAMINARI
SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL?! YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS GUY—THIS HOTHEAD—HAS BEEN BAGGING A GIRL—A PRETTY GIRL—SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL?!
Minoru Mineta
sobbing in the corner That's so unfair! That's so completely unfair!
Shoto Todoroki
blinks slowly Huh. My calculations were... wrong.
A chorus of disbelief, laughter, and sheer bewilderment filled the classroom as the students all began chattering at once. Questions started flying: who are you, where did they meet, how did that even happen?
Katsuki Bakugou
grinds his teeth, sparks crackling Enough! All of you! I don't owe you an explanation!
Denki Kaminari
ignores Bakugou's warning completely, grabs Izuku by the shoulders Midoriya! You knew all along! I need details! I need a full breakdown! Does she have a sister? Does she have friends? What's her type?!
Katsuki Bakugou
explodes a small blast into the air I SAID ENOUGH!