𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 // 𝐤.𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨

𝘁𝘄𝗼

everybody came up to her work area posing inquiries or presenting themselves , one of the understudies asked "𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗿𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝘇𝗲 " she froze and glanced around to see where the voice came from.

turns out she needed to peer to the cold earth to see the individual , a little kid with balls on his head as hair.

she took a gander at him and glared " 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 , 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳. " the man child ran and stowed away the rear of the class. another male understudy came up to her , he had red spiked hair that seemed, by all accounts, to be gelled and styled to resemble that.

he said " 𝗵𝗲𝘆 ! 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗞𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮 𝗘𝗶𝗷𝗶𝗿𝗼 ! 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗮 , 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 " he scoured the rear of his neck , humiliated that his colleague did that to another understudy.

she waved him off and answered back " 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲 , 𝗶 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 " she stopped to take a gander at his hair and praised him saying " 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿 , 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 " he grinned and said " 𝗶 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 ! " he took a gander at the debris light haired male and said " 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗯𝗿𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 ! "

the debris blonde answered with his center finger up , as yet looking ahead and said " 𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿. " she slapped a hand on her mouth to prevent myself from snickering at his comment and class started.

𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀 :

y/n strolled to the lunch surge cafeteria to arrange her food and be on her way. she thought she had grain made any companions , just chatted with her cohorts yet she wouldn't think about them as companions yet.

she got her food and strolled to a vacant table until she heard an uproarious shout saying " 𝘆/𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘂𝘀 ! " she sorted out the voice had a place with kirishima. she took his offer and started strolling to his table brimming with different colleagues.