This is gonna be a long one. Sorry peeps. I don't really like this one

Summary of storyline thing: It's a bit weird, this storyline. The USJ attack hasn't happened but Bakugo has already been kidnapped and they are also staying in dorms

Bakugo's Pov:

We've been staying in these shitty dorms for less than a fucking week and I have already been woken by screaming twice! TWICE! By damn Shitty Hair! He's really starting to piss me off. It our 6th night in the dorms and if I don't get my beauty sleep tonight, that rock bastard will never see daylight again.

I finish my English homework and check the time. My phone read 9:04 pm in big white letters. I slowly stand up and stretch, hearing the bones in my back quietly crack. Making my way over to my bed I put my phone on the charger and set my alarm for 6:30 tomorrow morning. I climb into bed and drift off into a light slumber.

Kirishima Pov:

6 days. It has been 6 days since we moved into the dorms and I have already woken up screaming twice! Not to mention the fact that I have broken the picture frame on my bedside table which caressed a photo of the Bakusquad at the mall! I need to get a new frame.

Anyways, my aim tonight is to not sleep; if I don't sleep then I don't have night terrors. And if I don't have night terrors, then I don't disturb anyone else more then I already do during school hours. I look at my digital clock and it read 11:15 pm...This is when it becomes really hard to not let darkness consume me. I lie back down onto my bed, immediately knowing that it wasn't a good idea but was too tired to sit back up again. I stare up at the white ceiling and try my hardest to keep my eyes open but somewhere along the lines, I fell asleep.

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I wake up from the same nightmare screaming and on the floor. I fling my eyes open only to be met with my dimly lit dorm room. I can feel the tears streaming down my face and my chest tightly closing. I sit there in shock for a few seconds but soon curl up in a ball and cry out my sorrows. I was so consumed in the flashbacks that I didn't hear someone banging on my door.

Bakugo pov: (will be the last pov switch this chapter...Hopefully)

It happened again! I wake up to muffled screaming once again and I legit throw myself off my bed and storm off to Kirishima's dorm. I pound on his door for about 30 seconds but soon give up and storm back into my room. I sit down on the edge of my bed and a weird feeling comes over me. I turn my head towards the wall that separates Kirishima and myself.

"What's wrong with you Shitty Hair..." I sigh to myself and stare at the blank wall for a few extra seconds. Then I flop back down onto my bed. I slowly feel myself slip out of consciousness and into a dream where I get to kill the fucking nerd.

"DIE GERMS!!!" I scream to myself as I vigorously brush my teeth. I spit the toothpaste out of my mouth and wash the minty taste away before changing into my school uniform. I decide to wait for Shitty Hair outside his dorm to scold him about the midnight shenanigans. I patiently stand outside his room for 10 seconds before I start pounding on his door for him to hurry up. It seemed to work since 30 seconds later Kirishima opened the door. I look into his eyes and he looks back at me.

It was then that I realized the huge bags underneath his eyes. Does he ever sleep?!...Well obviously he does because he screams during the night or he likes binge watching horror movies. I start to walk away and I feel his arm brush against mine as he catches up to me. "You need to stop screaming and breaking things at midnight! It's waking me up and I need my sleep. How am I going to be a hero if I can't even sleep, Shitty Hair." I bark at Hair for Brains but not as harshly. You had to be here to understand how tired he looked maybe even worse than Mr. Aizawa or Shinsou. I expect him to reply with a big toothy grin and say sorry but instead he nodded his head which made me even more angry than I previously was.

I spin Kirishima around to face me and immediately lift him up by his collar and start to shout things at him like; 'Wtf Shitty Hair! Give me a response dumbass!' and 'You keep waking me up in the middle of the night and you don't even have the audacity to give me a proper apology!?'

Kirishima starts to frantically apologise. "I am so, so sorry Bakubro! I didn't mean to offend you in any way! I-I'm just really tired. I'm sorry..." Kirishima continued to apologise and say sorry so much that it annoyed the fuck out of me. I let go of his collar and threw him onto the floor like garbage.

"Geez! Calm down dipshit! You're annoying me even more than before, and you were being a pain in the ass even then." And on command, Kirishima finally shut's up and walks beside me, into the common area.

"Denki! Sero! Mina!" Kirishima waves as he lightly jogs his way over to the table were the 'bakusquad' sat. What a stupid name for a group. Kirishima sits down directly opposite Denki and next to Mina and starts to ramble on about manliness and sharks, if I'm being completely honest...It was kinda cut- WAIT WHAT!? WHAT AM I THINKING! KIRISHIMA ISN'T CUTE! I'M NOT GAY!

...Well...I mean- I mentally slap myself before I can finish my cringy sentence and sit down next to Kirishima. I pretend not to be listening into the conversation but I was and it was actually kinda funny. They were talking about the time when we all went out for ice-cream (I obviously didn't want to go) and we saw the old ice-cream man running after a middle aged looking man while holding a bat in his hands like he was prepared to swing at any moment. Mina obviously made her way towards the old man and asked what had just happened and the response made it a whole lot funnier.

"The dude called me a poopy head and then ran off...so I got mad." The old man croaked out. We were all caught off guard at hearing that a middle aged man would call someone a poopy head.

(Author here: I'm sorry but I can't do humour. If you have any funny stories you can give them to me and I'll use them instead of this one (I will obviously thank you though and acknowledge you))

After breakfast we made our way to class, I was shouting at the 'Bakusquad' to shut up and be quiet because they were giving me a pulsing migraine. That obviously did nothing so I just stormed off and slammed the big door to class 1-A open. I stomp inside while doing high knees with my hands stuffed deeply inside my pockets and my school bag swung over one shoulder. Everyone turns to look at me but soon continue with their conversations. Obviously those weaklings can't handle my intensity.

The rest of 'my squad' walk in not long after I sat down and I notice Kirishima isn't as engaged in the conversation they are holding as usual but I don't care...

...Right?

I don't care about Kirishima...obviously.

He's just another extra...someone who is a stepping stone to my goal of becoming the number one hero...

I don't care about anyone...so why would he be any different.

I don't realize I am staring at him until Mina taps me on my shoulder and whispers something utterly ridiculous in my ear. My face turns a bright shade of red and I immediately start to bark at her.

"What the fuck is wrong with you acid bitch! There is absolutely no way in hell that...'that' is happening!" The whole class was confused and staring at me.

"What are you staring at, extras!" I shout at everyone but soon Mr. Aizawa walks in and stops the commotion. Class goes by normally except whenever I look over at Kirishima, he seems to be trying to sleep...It annoys me more than upsets me. Like seriously, he wants to be a hero and that's not going to happen if he falls asleep in class all the time...fucking lazy.

Lunch time comes around and I stand up to go to the cafeteria, when I see Kirishima walking towards me. "Why the fuck were you falling asleep in class!?" I bark at him loudly, causing him to flinch away from me.

"Hehehe...I'm just really tired. Don't worry about me..." Kirishima gives off a big toothy grin and gives me a thumbs up.

"...Why would I be worried about you Shitty Hair?! I don't care about anyone!" I reply...I wish I wasn't lying

"I know..." Shitty Hair replies quietly with his head looking at the ground but then he looks back at me and starts to smile again. "C'mon Bakubro! Let's go eat!" He cheered to me. how does someone change their mood so quickly. Does he have bipolar issues? That would be a weakness. (Please don't take any offense to this. I do not have a problem with anyone with bipolar I also don't know much about the problem so I'm sorry if I got the information wrong.)

'Tch..." I reply and follow him out of class and to the cafeteria. We sit in our normal spot and talk about jack-shit the whole times. The lunch bell rings and we all leave for class.

Class was finally over so I stuff all my books into my school bag thing (does someone know what it is actually called? I don't know) and speed walk out of the classroom and toward the dorms. I'm about to open my door when Shitty Hair suddenly calls my name.

"What do you want Shitty Hair?" I ask sternly though calmly at the same time.

"Uhh...I was wondering if you wanted to study together! my grades aren't that good." Kirishima replies while scratching the nape of his neck and letting out an awkward chuckle.

"Yeah, I know dipshit! Get changed and be here in five minutes or you aren't getting any help from me," I state as I unlock my door. I hear a quick 'ok' as I walk into my room. I close my door, throw my bag onto my bed and change into a black tank top and black sweatpants.