Sitting alone in a classroom with a teacher Katsuki thinks back to how any of this even happened. That's right all his classmates had overwhelmed him. He had started secreting more nitroglycerin as his anger grew and he lost control. All he could remember after that was his scorched table and distraught faces. He glared at them and not even one person dared to say a word.

"If your so interested in the villian attack why don't I help you all to experience it yourselves." He glared at every one of them each at a time giving them a dose of what he had to endure. He could hear them all gulp as they slowly backed away from him.

It should have all ended at that but one stupid motherfucker had decided to open their mouth.

"You'd be a villian before you could ever be the number one hero." That's when Katsuki had snapped.

All he could remember next was strangling the fuck out of the bastard.

"The moment I become a villian you'll be my first target." He snarled. "I'll make sure to put you through the same fucking trauma the slime fucker did."

That's when the teachers had rushed in and diffused the situation. Then he was being scolded and told to sit and reflect on his actions. Katsuki was surprised they hadn't made his parents come to the school but he heard them make some shitty excuse of him being shaken up by the events from the day before, or something like that.

It really pissed Katsuki off, he didn't need the damn teachers making excuses for him he had to go to therapy now though so that pissed him off even more. Leaning back on his chair, he stares up at the ceiling. He closes his eyes and all the thoughts and worries he didn't have time for during the night all come rushing in. He sighs as he looks over to the teacher monitoring him and sees him preoccupied. 

Taking out his phone he looks for Deku's contact. It doesn't take very long to find as his is the first one their and soon enough the phone is ringing and he's picking up.

'Hey Kacchan, what's up.' The familiar cheerful voice rings through the phone and all of Katsuki's worries seem to instantly fade away.

"I'm being forced to reflecton on my actions." He says glancing over to the teacher. It's obvious he knows what Katsuki is doing but he does nothing to stop him.

"Why, did you do something wrong." He asks. "It must be really bad if the teachers are making you reflecton on your actions."

Katsuki snorts. "I may or may not have strangled a guy."

Deku gasps. "Kacchan why would you do that, thats horrible." Says the literal murderer.

"The fucking bitch said that I'd become a villian." 

"..." Silence. 

"Deku are you still there."

"... Did you make sure to stab them with a pen too."

Katsuki pauses for a second but gets over it pretty quick. This side of Deku wasn't all that surprising. "That would only prove their point dumbass."

"So did strangling them." He says, clearly unimpressed.

"Give me a break Deku, since they were so interested in the villian attack I was merely giving them a sample of what I had to go through."

"You shouldn't have gone through all that trouble, you know I'd give them the full experience any day."

Katsuki rolls his eyes. "Okay, dial down the murderous intent would you."

Deku laughs on the other side of the phone and it makes Katsuki's heart flutter. It's such a sweet sound he could listen to it forever.

"Should I come over today Kacchan." He asks.

"Are you not busy."

"It doesn't matter it can wait. Your my first priority."

"Glad to know." Katsuki says looking over to the teacher who's now signalling for him to put his phone away. He sighs. "Deku I've got to go, I'll call you once I leave."

"That's fine Kacchan, cya later."

Then all too soon Katsuki is hanging up the phone and is left in silence again with nothing but his thoughts.

____

Standing outside of Aldera junior high is a suspicious looking skinny man who's been glancing and pacing around the school for quite some time now. Accompanying him is a ten times less suspicious man who's in charge of making sure his friend doesn't do anything wierd, he's clear failing though.

Soon enough the time is 3:15 and the school gates are opening. About 5 minutes later some students have filed out but the skinny mans target has yet to leave. Getting impatient he goes over to a student, sighing Tsukauchi follows him.

"Excuse me." Toshinori says.

The student looks a bit startled but quickly morphs into a look of distraught and confusion. "Yes." The student says backing up a little.

Taking the hint Toshinori backs up as well before asking, "Would you happen to know where Bakugo Katsuki is."

The student look skeptical and didn't say anything for quite a while. Stepping in to save his friend from immense embarrassment, Tsukauchi takes out his police badge. 

Gulping, the student finally gives in. "He's being scolded so should be out in less than half an hour." He says before quickly running away.

Tsukauchi gives the hero a pointed look who just shrugs. "Their might be a good reason."

Tsukauchi sighs for who knows what, time that day. "I know I said that it's your choice, but now I'm even more convinced it's a terrible one."

"Okay why don't we do this, I'll train him for a few months but won't tell him about my quirk. If I get to know him and decide he's a bad choice then I'll continue training him but my quirk will remain a secret."

Tsukauchi glares at the hero but it's pointless as he knows for a fact Toshinori won't let this go. "Fine then," He sighs. "We'll do it your way, but recovery girl will have to agree with your choice by then."

Toshinori nods, "Sounds good."

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Finally being let out of that hell hole, Katsuki walks to the front gate. Bag slung over his shoulder and his other hand in his pocket. He trudges to the entrance ignoring the whispers now talking about the incident that occurred in his classroom. There wasn't many people anyway, most were at club activities and others had already left so everything was easy to handle.

Finally making it to the entrance Katsuki barely holds in a sigh of relief, but of course that relief is short lived as some man looking like a twig suddenly comes up to him.

He tries his best to avoid him but the man steps infront of him blocking his direction. Katsuki growls. 

"Could you move old man, I've already dealt with enough shit today."

The man frowns and some guy in a trench coat who seemed to have come out of nowhere gave the twig a look that said I told you so. Whatever that meant Katsuki hated it and just wanted to get out of the damn place. He growls again.

Flinching a bit the twig finally speaks. "Your Bakugo Katsuki, correct."

"So what if I am." He growls, glaring at the man with his fist clenched.

The twig gulps, "R-right, well you see... how should I explain this." The man stutters only causing Katsuki's glare to deepen. "Well you see, I'd like to train you."

The fuck.