Morning quarrels

'"Worthless brat." She spat hitting me with the belt again. "I-I'm sorry! I can't do it cause I don't feel g-good!" I flinch as she raises her and again.

"The hell? But you could make yourself a bike?! What's a couple hundred bills?!" She whacked me again making me tumble to the floor. "No please mommy!" She puts her arm down, glaring at me.

"Ever since you made daddy leave you won't ever call me mommy! Understand!"

My eyes flash open and I gasp for air. I sit up looking around the empty room for her. I sigh in relief when she was no where to be seen. I rub my eyes and stand up. Picking up the blankets that fell to the floor I toss them onto the bed. I grab the uniform that was inside of the closet leaving the skirt hanging.

Buttoning up the shirt I loosely put the tie around my neck and go over to knock on Todos door. He opens looking tired. "Hey Todo. Can I ask you a favor?" I pleadingly ask and he nods rubbing his eyes. "Can I have a pair of pants for the uniform? They gave me a skirt." He nods tiredly inviting me inside.

His room was the same as mine but had a Japanese styled interior. He went to his room and came back out with grey pants. "I don't know if they'll fit you, your legs aren't this long." He says handing them over. I give him a smile. "I'll manage. Thanks Todo." I pat his back and leave his dorm closing the door behind me.

Inside my dorm I take off my tights putting on his pants. And like he said they didn't fit that well. A flame lit up above my hands and it got longer until it solidified into a black belt. I put it on tucking in half of my uniform in leaves the rest out. I sat on the floor cuffing the bottom of the pants that would be dragging on the floor. I grab the socks that I had took en off before bed last night and slip them on my feet. When I was done I put on my black and white Vans. The dirt in the room made a brush and I ran it through my hair getting rid of all the tangles. Wrapping the uniform jacket around my waist, I grab my toothbrush going to the restroom and cleaning myself.

I'm the restroom I could hear who I guessed was Bakugou yelling at the germs in his mouth. I rolled my eyes focusing on my teeth.

I rinsed my mouth and dried it walking out of the restroom and going back to my dorm. I grab my bag, phone and headphones. On the elevator I connected them to my phone and placed them on my head. Maluma was one of my favorite artists when I was in the states and still is now. I listen to him a lot of the time. 'Hawaii' played in my ears as I got off the elevator on the first floor and went to the kitchen that connected to the lounge room.

I put my bag down on one of the chairs at the table and put my phone in my front pocket, leaving my headphones on. Different auras in the building started appearing making me sense that they woke up. Bakugous and Todorokis seemed calmer than yesterday's.

A pan coming from the wind I placed it on the stove turning it on. Fire burnt above the pan and oil started sizzling. I got a cup of water and threw it above the pan, the water turning into the ingredients for f/f.

After I finished cooking I saw Todoroki at the doorframe eating an apple. "Why don't you eat more? Here." I say giving him my plate of food. He shakes his head. "That's yours. I wouldn't want to-" I'm not asking Todo." Sincerity in my words as I look at him pleadingly. He nods and sits down on one of the chairs after grabbing the plate from my hands.

"It's delicious. Where'd you learn to cook?" He takes another bite and I shrug putting the pan on the stove again. "I'm self taught in almost everything." I say fire burning and oil returning on the pan.

I make another batch but then decide to just make food for everyone. When I was done everyone's different emotions filled me. They started crowiding into the kitchen at the smell of food. "Mmm it smells good." Medoriya says looking around. I place the tray on the table and everyone grabs a plate serving themselves. "Thank you Y/N!!" They exclaim and I give them a small smile grabbing my bag and getting an apple from the fridge. They didn't leave enough for me but it was fine. My body wasn't weak.

I took a out out of my bag and placed it on the small table they had in front of the couches in the lounge. As I opened the book to where I left off 'Still don't know my name' played in my ears. I feel the pressure of the couch change and see Bakugou, had thrown himself on the cushions. He glares at me and cocks an eyebrow. "You listen to western music?" He mocks. "It's not bad, asshole. Your taste is the problem." I fix my own glare on him. He growls sitting up and getting closer to me. "I wouldn't be saying shit Dumbass." He warns and I raise my own eyebrows at him. "Oh really like what?"

"Like you opening your fucking mouth!" He punches my jaw and I push against the cushion on my back. "Fucking asshole!" I tackle him, the both of us ending on top then tumbling over. "I didn't fucking say shit bastard!" He says pinning me down and I punch his face flipping us over. "I was being nice!" He kicks my gut flipping us over again. "You call that fucking nice?! You were looking down on me dip shit!"

7:30am

UA Dorm Common Room(Lounge)

No ones POV

"Little bitch!"

"Shut the hell up asshole!"

"Don't tell me to shut up, dumbass!"

"You are such a pain in the ass!"

"You don't even fucking have an ass!"

"Well what the fuck are you doing looking at my ass, pervert!"

"I doesn't matter cause I even have a better ass than you flat ass!"

Todoroki sipped the tea he made while leaning on the door frame that lead into the common room. He looked upon the two idiots fighting eachother. They looked like little kids wrestling. Iida came in quickly attempting to separate the two, and Todoroki quietly observed. Iida grabbed both their shoulders, standing them up separated and they glares at him with the most intense eyes anyone could think of.

"What the fuck do you want?!" They exclaimed at the same time. They fixed their glares on each other. "Fucking asshole, stop copying me!" They yells just to be synced again. "I said STOP!" They grabbed for one another but Iida interrupted once more.

"Y/N we don't want officer Chi here now do we?" Iida warns and Y/n bits her lip holding herself back. "No." She grumbles. "And Bakugou, I don't think Mitsuki would like to hear what you've been doing." Bakugou bites his own lip crossing his arm. "No." Be grumbles. Iida claps his hands. "Great now go sit down and try not to cause any more trouble."

The both of them sat on opposite sides of the small table glaring at eachother arms crossed. They looked like five year olds who got scolded. Y/N's hair was wilder than what is was earlier and she had a bruise forming on the side of her jaw. Her uniform was messed up but she kept her bitch face on. Bakugous hair couldn't get any wilder but his face showed all sorts of pissed. His clothing was the same as

Y/n's, messed up. There was a bruise forming on his arm and a small one on his cheek.

The most surprising thing was that Y/N actually landed hits on Bakugou. That was something only very few could do. The entire fight and the tension of their glares sent the entire building quiet. Bakugou never had a conscious victim at the end of any fight. And the way they eyed eachother, made it seem like they would start fighting at any second.

The students noticed the time and began leaving the building but Y/n and Bakugou stayed unblinkingly glaring. It was like an unannounced contest began. Todoroki walked up to Y/N tapping on her shoulder but she didn't budge. He pushed her a little harder but she still didn't move. In a quick movement Y/N's quirk sent wind into Bakugous eyes and they closed shut the concentration lost. Y/N laughed victoriously. "Loser!!!" She makes an L with her finger and grabs her bag putting everything away and fixing her attire. He scoffs mumbling curses. She looked over to Todoroki giving him a small smile.

Y/N was ready to start her new life. It was a new beginning and she was happy for it, and would do anything to keep it that way.

7:45am

UA High Class 1-A

Y/N's pov

"I can't do this anymore~" I whine banging my head on the table.