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It was the end of the second semester and class 1-A were chilling in their common room. The common room was relatively quiet as an angry Pomeranian was out training.
Some were laughing on the table, others were relaxing on the couch while the likes of Kaminari, were playing games on the TV. Yeah, it was a peaceful evening. This was until teachers' voices could be heard. Now, this was normal occurrence in that school, but this time around, they were hurried and agitated. Obviously, this caught the attention of the too curious heroes in training. This is when Jiro entered the picture. With her quirk, she listened to what the teachers were saying and gave a feedback to her friends.
"What does this even mean?" A teacher -must have been Cementoss- asked.
"This is not the point. We should rush him to Recovery Girl." Another teacher said.
"This problem child will never change." A tired Aizawa was heard saying which made All Might laugh.
This is all Jiro could get before the teachers entered the school. The students of class 1-A were left in shock. They didn't understand what was happening. That was when it all clicked inside their mind. One of them was hurt and their teachers were hurrying him to recovery girl’s office. But then who might that be as all of them were in the common room-
Bakugo Katsuki.
He was the only one who wasn't there with them. Panic was evident on all the students’ faces. Hypotheses started flying left and right to how, why, when did Bakugo get hurt. Very soon chaos erupted in the class and was all that was left in the once quiet and peaceful common room.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SHOUTING FOR!?" A shout was heard from the door of the living room.
"Wait Bakubro, we're trying to get how you got-" Kirishima started. But then hurriedly turned to face the annoyed blond. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the annoyed blond up and down to make sure he was safe.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LOOKING AT EXTRAS!!?!?" Katsuki yelled because he was pissed by the fact that they were looking at him as if they wanted to protect him.
"Wait. If Kacchan is here in front of us, then who was the teacher carrying to Recovery Girl?" Izuku asked.
"There is only one way to figure that out, Midobro," Denki said.
"It's by going to check ourselves!" Jiro concluded with a wide grin.
And thus, this is how the students of 1A were seen going to Recovery Girls with the Bakusquad dragging a very confused Katsuki with them.
When they arrived, they stood at a distance from the office where they could see what was happening inside, but far enough for them not to be detected. That is when Jiro used her quirk again.
"You were badly stabbed. How could you walk with such a nasty wound around? Are you trying to kill me?" Recovery Girl was clearly scolding the person lying on the bed, but this person was hidden by Aizawa's body.
"This is not what happened, Granny. Calm down." A husky and tired voice could be heard.
This shocked the students of 1-A, not because it was an adult voice which was very sexy, but because the voice resembled Katsuki's voice, too much for comfort.
"When Recovery Girl will deem you healed enough to leave this place, you'll have a lot of explanations to do." Aizawa told the man while patting his shoulder. The man nodded in response, but the 1-A students couldn't really tell as they couldn't see his face. Satisfied by the answer, Aizawa left the room. Now the man could be clearly seen by the 1-A student. The sight of this man left the students without a breath.
Even seated down, he looked tall. He had broad shoulders that screamed of protection, he had well-defined muscles that were shown by his hero uniform, he had scars every here and there, but that added to his beauty. He had spiky, blond hair and crimson red eyes that bored into your soul and seemed like judging you. In other words, he was ethereal.
'Isn't it Bakugo?'