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I arrived ten minutes before homeroom. I dropped my bag at my desk. "Oh good morning, you look cheery today." Ochaco watched me skip to my desk and toward the back of the class.

"Is there something fun I am missing out on?" She followed. "The fun is just about to start," I danced my fingers at the overhead projector. With my quirk, I switched it on.

"Oh good morning Bakugo!" I waved over to the blond entering the class. He avoided me until the blinding light hit his face. He shielded his eyes with his palms and his attention was drawn to the whiteboard. Projected on the screen were two Youtube videos paused at unsightly disturbing moments. The video on the left was paused at a frame where Bakugo was distressed being nearly eaten by a sludge-villain and the video on the right showed him hand-cuffed by the League of Viallins when All Might entered the scene.

"Ring any bells?" I walked up the defenseless blond. "Stop it!" Midoriya jumped into the light distorting the image on the whiteboard. "Rylie, this is getting out of hand!" Iida marched up to me. "Aw, is this weak bitch going to cry?" I used the blond's words against him.

"I'll fucking make you cry!" His right claw lunged out toward me with flames emanating from them. Iida interlaced his arms under mine pulling me away from the attack. To my surprise there was no explosion. Bakugo was as surprised as I was.

"Out," Aizawa was standing at the front of the class. His eyes were flaming red  and his hair was gravity-defying. He gestured a thumb outside the door. "The two of you, I said get out" He repeated. The class was silent. The hair settled back on his shoulders. He turned off the projector with the remote lying on his desk. Reluctantly, I escorted myself out of the class and the blond followed from behind.

The two of us stood outside the class. With my quirk, I used a recorder on the closest device I could find, namely Yuuga Aoyama's cellphone. The door suddenly slid open. "And don't just stand there are school kids. Go help with Math and English assignments." Aizawa barked sending a chill down my spine. "Don't even come back until the two of you have learnt something" the door slammed back shut. I had torn away from the control on Aoyama's phone.

I silently walked down the corridor to the teacher's lounge. I don't know why this blond followed but we didn't speak a word the entire time. All Might was leaning against the counter in the teacher's lounge. "Good morning Sensei!" I greeted the former Symbol of Peace as he sipped herbal tea. He acknowledged, "Young Bakugo and Rylie. Why are you out of class at this time?"

Bakugo scoffed. "Aizawa sensei asked me to grade math and English assignments." I placed a palm on my chest and ignored my classmate. "Detention, I see" He nodded. "Ectoplasm is at the back," He pointed to the hooded male hunched over his desk. "I have a meeting to attend now but I hope the two of you can make the most out of your time here," He raised his cup before leaving us.

"Good morning sensei!" I greeted Ectoplasm. He looked very different without his hero costume. He lowered his square frames. "Good morning. Tell me, what can I do for you?" He smiled. "I need to correct some math assignments. Can I take half of your share?" I peered into his monitor. "Oh," His eyes darted between me and the blond standing behind me. I only imagined Bakugo's eyes must have rolled out of his sockets. "What mess did the two of you get into?" None of us answered Ectoplasm.

"Alright," He said breaking the silence, the two of you can take those empty desks and I'll give you the passwords in a while." He pointed to an empty desk adjacent to his. Two desktops were faced opposite each other. "Sniper and Vlad King are away taking class. So no one should disturb you for the next few hours." He shuffled between his drawers.

I sat on a system closer to the window and started it. The blond sat across me.

"Here," A moment later Ectoplasm appeared with a slip of paper. "Here's my login details. Rylie, grade questions ten to thirty and Bakugo, you can grade assignments thirty to fifty. Let me know if you need help. I'll be out having some coffee."

Bakugo snatched the slip of paper. This was war. I waited for him to hand the piece of paper to me but he just crumpled it and tossed it into the bin. I leaned into the bin, scowling and unfolded the paper. He ignored.

An hour and a half later, my sheet of paper was filled with messy equations. I had only completed correcting five assignments. Never in my life had I spent this much time studying. My eyes were soggy and my head was getting drowsy. Suddenly, the seat across my desk screeched. Bakugo rose from his chair and walked towards the exit.

It was a desperate situation. "Wait!" I called to him, disturbing the silence in the teacher's office. He continued to walk away. I jogged up to him and grabbed his elbow. He immediately tore away from my grip. "Did you finish all twenty assignments?" I wanted to sound professional. He turned to me but I could tell he was looking past me. He turned away and walked toward the exit. "Wait, I need help! I'm struggling. Please, I'm not good at math" I joined my hands and bowed hoping he'd agree to the truce.

He pulled a chair beside mine and looked at the problem on my screen.

"So clearly whoever did this didn't understand the question because they used differentiation. If it made any sense, they should have integrated along the surface of this volume." And just like that Sherlock knew the answer to the mystery after reading the first line of the problem. "Clearly, the concept used is wrong. Why the fuck would you sit and solve this problem yourself?" He looked at the sheet scribbled with messy equations. I immediately flipped it to it's blank side.

"So, negative fifty," he pointed to the legend on the bottom right of the screen. It was a guide to show the scoring. I clicked on the '-50' button and then clicked 'Next'. I was done sooner than I thought. A pile of papers came crashing down on the desk in front of our faces. "So, I heard the two of you are serving detention," Midnight lay an elbow on the tall pile of papers and winked at us. "Can you take care of these assignments for me? I needed a break." She beamed.

We didn't exchange glances but unanimously remained silent. "Perfect," She ruffled our hair. "I always love young energy. Good luck!" She bolted away. The English I learnt was from  games. English is too hard anyway, I'll just give them all a good pass. They'll worship me after. Bakugo carried away the upper half of the pile while leaving me alone with the lower hundred or so.

I was done fifteen minutes sooner than Bakugo. I glared at him with a smug face. This time, it was my turn to stage a walk out on him. "Hold up, that's not right" I heard his raspy voice. Something in him made him look into my pile of corrected papers. Probably, his ego.

"The capitalization is all wrong in the third line and there are three missing full-stops. That's basic. So how did you give the essay a ten on ten?" He crossed his legs and dangled the sheet of paper between his index and thumb. I gulped. "No one's going to check anyway, let's just go. I'm tired." I pleaded. What was I thinking?

"I'm going to tell on you to Aizawa and Midnight," he grimaced. This fucking asshole. I threw my bag on the floor and dropped back on the seat.  I got disgusted looks from the other teachers. Bakugo politely pushed my pile of corrected sheets toward me and smiled. The ugly kind of smile.

It was only ten in the morning and Bakugo had left long ago, leaving me the responsibility to hand in his pile of corrected papers when I was done. I handed in both piles of corrected papers to Midnight before I left. I needed bed at this point.

Since I wasn't allowed to go to class the entire day I decided to go back to my room. As soon as I entered the hall, a bin bag came flying into my face and a waste picker landed on my feet. "Your turn," Bakugo had changed into a plain white tee and beige khakis. He threw his rubber gloves on the couch.

I stuck my tongue out for him when his back was turned. I picked out dirty styrofoam cups, moldy takeout boxes, empty cola bottles and bits of crisps from the carpet. I heard the sizzling sound of the frying pan. I put the equipment back into the cupboard beside the kitchen when I was done. "I'm not going to eat that poison," I pinched my nose. "Starve to death," he retorted.

"What grub are you making anyway?" I peered into the large pot of ramen. "Wow, that looks really bland" I gagged. "It definitely needs more flavour"

"Don't you dare do anything," he warned. I pulled out a bottle of chilli sauce. "A few drops won't hurt," I shrugged. "Stop," he gripped both my wrists, pushing my away from the stove. "Oh, you have no taste," I ignored him.

He forced the sauce bottle in my hand away from the stove. I clutched the bottle strongly squirting a large dollop of hot sauce. We watched as the sauce leapt from the nozzle and landed into the ramen. Bakugo glared back at me and I chuckled apologetically.

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"Itadakimas!" Mina said loudly before everyone dove into their dinner. Bakugo huffed and returned to the kitchen. I watched as everyone gagged and gasped as the spice hit them. One by one, I watched as the entire of class 1-A fell to the desk.

Mineta vomited and Denki had to run to the loo. Ochaco felt a bad rumbling bubbling in her tummy so she had to be escorted to her room. A tub of ice-cream wasn't enough for Kirishima to kill the pain in his mouth. Sato served a round of his delicious pudding but it did little to help Yaomomo.

Bakugo had gone back to his room leaving me to clean up the ugly mess from the floor. By the time I was done, Hagakure and Jiro were the only ones watching television. "See you later," I waved to them.

I took the corridor to the right. I don't know what overcame me but I found myself knocking on the door to his room. "Bakugo?" There was no response. "It's me, Rylie. Look, we need to talk."

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