Despite the existence of quirks, I knew that, throughout this life, there would be days when I would have to deal with situations that would escape my understanding. You know what I mean, right? Surreal moments without an apparent sense that lack a reasonable explanation and coherence is conspicuous by its absence...

Well, today was one of those days.

"Uh... Is this for real?"

I swear I didn't expect to have Katsuki's friends kneeled down in front of me at the entrance of the school gate and even less that they would be apologizing because of what they've said before in the break time as if their life depended on it.

I had to blink twice to be sure this was actually happening.

"P-PLEASE, FORGIVE US!!"

"WE BEG YOU, (L/N)!!"

'What the fuck...'

The burns on their bodies, their messy clothes, the fear in their faces, their desperation... Those were enough hints for me to know that they didn't come on their own.

"WE DIDN'T MEAN IT, I SWEAR!!"

"WE DON'T THINK YOU'RE A LOSER AT AL-!! —*SMACK*— H-Hey! But why you hit me now, man!?"

"DON'T YOU DARE TO PRONOUNCE THAT WORD AGAIN, YOU JERK!!"

'But what the hell did you do, Katsuki...' I facepalmed.

Those boys were crying in front of me, but most importantly, in front of everyone. They didn't care about the innumerable facial gestures I was doing to make them understand that they should stop and stand up already.

Just imagine the scene they were making.

'This is getting embarrassing...' I thought after noticing how we were catching so many people's attention.

Their eyes on us were seriously killing me.

But who could tell that this was what Katsuki was going to do after I told him what they've done? Even though I saw the explosions he made while he was leaving, I didn't expect that he would go this far in the slightest. However, the only thing that mattered to me now was making them stop embarrass themselves because they were making me cringe too much, too.

"H-Hey, listen."

"YES, MISS (L/N)!?" They shouted at the unison, taking me by surprise.

"IS THERE SOMETHING THESE POOR WRETCHES CAN DO FOR YOU!?"

My eyes widened at the moment I heard the way they were talking to me now. 'What the hell is going on in their heads!?' I said to myself. 'You can also brainwash people, Katsuki!?'

"Oh, my God! I don't want anything from you!" I exclaimed. "Just stand up already!"

The boys didn't wait any more seconds and did as I said, as if it were some kind of command of their superior. Unexpectedly, they quickly extended their arms and reached both of my hands, now with expressions full of happiness and joy.

"TH-THAT MEANS WE'RE FORGIVEN, MY LADY!?" Asked one.

'M-My lady!?'

"WE PROMISE THIS WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN!!"

The murmur of the people was quite audible now, and I couldn't help but turn my head from side to side, scared to know the high number of persons who could be witnessing the drama soap that these two were making, me as the main character.

"Yes! Yes! I forgive you! Whatever you want so I can leave!" I responded after trying to release my hands from theirs.

Their expressions lightened up even more if it were possible. "THANK YOU VERY MUCH, (L/N)!!"

"YOU'RE SO BENEVOLENT WITH US!!"

'Someone kill me, gosh!' I facepalmed again.

"Can I go now, please!?" I asked desperately, needing to end this torture once and for all. "I-I have to go!"

I barely pronounced those words when the boys already let go of me and positioned themselves at my side, motioning me with their hands to continue walking.

"OF COURSE, MY LADY!!"

"BE CAREFUL GOING HOME!!"

As soon as I saw the clear path, I began to take some fast steps forward, feeling finally free. "S-Sure! Don't worry." I answered. "B-Bye!"

I accelerated my pace until I was about to turn the corner of the big gate, taking a quick look at them before doing it. 'That was weird...' I muttered as I saw how the boys were still waving at me with those smiles of relief plastered on their faces.

I shook my head and sighed, trying to forget what had just happened. "Damn Katsuki!" I complained, my cheeks turning pinkish. "This wasn't necessary at all!"

I couldn't help but curse when I saw what time it was; I knew that a certain ash blond boy was going to get pissed if I arrived late again. Though he had no right to say anything, after all, it was his entire fault.

- - - - -

"YOU'RE LATE AGAIN, MORON!!"

And yes, he was angry.

He didn't even get the chance to get a glimpse of my frame when he was already yelling, believing that the sound of those fast footsteps that were getting close to him were mine.

"H-Hello!" I greeted breathlessly while running, clearly showing I tried my best to be on time. "I've come as f-fast as I could!"

The hot-headed boy uncrossed his arms and jumped off the big rock. "I told you that if you arrived late, I would kill you! Do you want to die so bad, shitty girl!?"

"Good afternoon to you, too, Bakugou..." I said, rolling my eyes at his typical behavior

Katsuki frowned at the tone of sarcasm in my voice. "Don't you dare to sass me, impertinent bitch!"

The fact that he was complaining about me being late was funny, to say the least. I promised myself I wouldn't bring the topic of the drama with his friends up, yet it was too tempting and I was also too weak to not tease him with it a bit.

Well, you don't always get to be defended by the most feared boy in your school. Let me have fun.

I hid my hands behind my back and grabbed them, a mischievous smile creeping into my face. "I wouldn't have arrived late if it weren't because of someone's fault~" I said, tilting my body to his direction.

He arched an eyebrow at me, not understanding what I meant at first. "Hah? The hell you're saying now?"

I widened my eyes and gasped exaggeratedly, covering my mouth with my left hand. "You seriously don't know what happened!?" I asked, trying hard not to laugh because of how fake my reaction was.

Katsuki's confusion was quite noticeable, and it was making it worse for me to hold my laughter.

"Remember when I told you what your friends did to me this morning? Well, someone beat them up and they came to me to apologize... and in front of everyone!" I exclaimed, with so much enthusiasm that the boy's cheeks in front of me outburst in a deep shade of red, finally realizing in which way the wind was blowing.

'How cute...' I giggled as I saw his sudden reaction.

The boy tensed up and took a step backwards, avoiding my gaze. It seemed as if he didn't expect that they were going to make such a scene. "I-I don't know what you're talking about, rat!" He responded, feeling quite bothered by the warmth in his cheeks.

"They had a lot of burns in their faces, and also in their clothes!" I moved closer and cornered him between the rock and my body. "Who could have done something like that?~"

Katsuki couldn't help but start to curse internally, regretting the moment he lost control and went to beat their friends because of how they treated me; he was wondering again and again why he got so pissed when I was simply Deku's friend to him. "*Tsk*, dammit..." He muttered angrily to himself.

Realizing that the boy was pretty uncomfortable and seemed lost in his thoughts, I decided it was enough of my fake acting. "Thank you, Bakugou." I whispered softly, a shy smile painting my lips. "You didn't have to do that, but I appreciate it a lot."

Little did I know that this was the last straw for him to maintain his composure. The inexplicable way in which he reacted, the fact I knew it was him who did it, the closeness between our bodies, the genuine smile I was showing to him... Oh, how he hated this strange sensation of weakness.

"S-STOP YOUR BULLSHIT ALREADY AND L-LET'S BEGIN WITH THE DAMN TRAINING, DIPSHIT!!" He ordered harshly after pushing me away, walking fast to the center of the area.

I let out some chuckles, aware of how hard it was for him to admit it. "Alright~" I singsonged happily, following him from behind.

Now Katsuki was thankful I couldn't see his face; the red color in his cheeks was taking long to fade away and he wasn't planning on allowing me to see him like that.

"O-Okay, rat scum! This is what you must do from now on, and I want you to hear me well because I hate repeating myself!" He said, making me focus all my attention on him. "Every day I want you to run around the perimeter of the area for 15 minutes and then, you'll do 30 push-ups and sit-ups! Once you finish all of that, I'll teach you some movements and techniques until you master them, understood!?"

'Can't he talk without bursting my poor eardrums?' I wondered with a hint of amusement while he kept talking, still unaware of how easy it was for him to notice when I'm more in the clouds of my thoughts than on Earth.

"OI, YOU FUCKING LISTENING!?"

"Ah! Y-Yes! I was just wondering when I could use my quirks, that's all!" I lied, only to save my poor ass.

The boy gradually relaxed and crossed his arms, arching an eyebrow at me. "You already forgot the complete mess you did yesterday while just running and you dare to ask when you can use your goddamn quirks?"

'Ugh...'

Suddenly, I felt a rush of warmth in my cheeks, making me tilt my head down in embarrassment. Katsuki's lips formed a tiny smirk, proclaiming himself the final winner of the conversation.

"So, the fuck you're waiting at!?" He shouted from afar after climbing back to the rock, clearly showing that he was going to watch me like a damn surveillance camera.

I had to push my thoughts away if I wanted to somehow improve; what happened yesterday should only become a memory that comes to mind to remind me how far I've gone since then. That's progress.

'Alright...'

I turned my body to Katsuki's direction and clenched my fist in front of my chest with determination. "Yes! I'll start right now!"

And with that, the first day of my routine began.

The real training was about to start!

- - - - -

Boy, who would have said that I was this good?

As days went on, I saw a lot of improvement in my skills thanks to Katsuki's advice. I didn't expect he was such a good trainer, to be honest, but I also didn't expect this girl was going to improve this fast.

For the next 3 months, I kept doing what the hot-headed boy told me after the second day, still without letting me use my quirks.

I trained my arms and legs a lot, though I didn't get the chance to make them as strong as I wanted; after all, in only 3 months you can't perform miracles. However, at least, I knew how to punch and kick properly.

Needless to say that my movements became faster; I learned how to avoid someone's blows and also how to use their strength against themselves.

I even learned how to do somersaults and other acrobatics, but those were self-taught.

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Every day after the training, before going to take a deserved shower and relax my muscles under the warm water, I decided it was better if I went to my backyard to learn some extra movements. I always wanted to know how to perform acrobatics like those and also thought that they must be useful in combat.

Yet I never told Katsuki about this, I wanted to keep it as a secret.

And speaking about the walking-grenade, even though he never said anything such as 'good job' or 'you're improving', I knew he was secretly proud of me. From time to time I could catch a little smile adorning his features when my (e/c) orbs sparkled at every time I got to master a new move; he couldn't deny he was happy to see that he wasn't wasting his precious time with me as he first thought.

However, I didn't know if I could say that our relationship also improved as much as me after these months of training. The ash blond boy kept treating me the same, calling me 'rat', 'dumbass', 'stupid', 'shitty face', 'bitch'... you know, the usual. But if we ignore that part of him as well as the fact he hates Izuku with all his being, which seems impossible to change, I surprisingly found out that he wasn't as horrible as everyone said...

Katsuki began to tolerate more my presence when I approached him at school without telling me to die or similar; his friends never messed with me again, and he even let me borrow his math book the day I forgot mine at home! Not to mention that occasionally we could have a little chatting at night before going to sleep.

I think I have all rights to call myself his friend, don't you think so?

Although, I couldn't make the big mistake of asking him about Izuku or else the Baku-beast would be unleashed. He was always like:

"HAAH!? AND WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE!?"

Or:

"I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT DEKU!!"

And:

"WHY ARE YOU SO INTERESTED IN SOME QUIRKLESS SHIT LIKE HIM!?"

Those days the training was harder.

But fortunately, thanks to my beautiful phone, I could always message my broccoli boy and if I was lucky enough, he would be able to reply back soon. Anyway, the real luck came the day I got the chance to bump into him!

~Flashback~

Saturday morning, my godmother's birthday.

A couple of weeks ago, I received a message from her butler, telling me that they were going to celebrate her birthday the following Saturday and that she would love it if I attended the party.

But that would mean that I would have to put up with my damn cousins.

Ugh.

Well, at least, I don't look like them at all. I'm smarter and prettier! Guess I took all the good genes *sigh*...

Sorry, life is unfair.

Anyway, since today was that day, I wanted to buy something for her. That's why I put on my beautiful (favorite color) dress, (favorite color) stockings, and my cute (favorite color) shoes, ready to dazzle with my beauty as I walk down the street in search of a good gift.

It was also a nice day: no clouds, no annoying wind, and the chirping of the birds accompanied quite well; it was an inevitable opportunity for me to daydream about myself performing heroic deeds... Though the middle of the street isn't a good place to do so. I was so deep in my own world that when I was about to turn the corner, I bumped into someone, making me lose my balance.

"A-Ah!" I shut my eyes and prepared myself for the impact, but fortunately, a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist before that could happen.

"(F-F/n)!"

At the moment I heard the sound of his voice, my eyes shot wide open, meeting the green orbs of that cute friend of mine who was almost disappeared doing his own training.

"Oh, my God! I-Izuku!" I exclaimed astonished.

"Oof! I'm glad I was able to catch you!"

"IZUKUUUUU!!" I didn't waste any more seconds and threw my arms around his neck, giving him a big hug. "I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU AGAIN, IZUKU!!" I said with teary eyes, as if he had just come from war.

"S-S-So close!" He stuttered, sensing his cheeks becoming warm at our sudden closeness.

I felt how the boy tensed up due to my hug, but I couldn't contain my happiness; I missed him so much.

"How have you been?" I asked after I let go of him.

Izuku sent me an apologetic smile and rubbed the back of his head. "I'm sorry we couldn't meet that often, I've been training a lot." He answered.

Indeed, he seemed quite different now, physically talking: his body was more worked up, yet nothing would change that he would always be my cute cinnamon roll who must be protected.

"I can see that..." I whispered as I checked him out, cursing my hormones for doing such atrocity to my innocent broccoli-head.

Izuku couldn't help but let out some chuckles. "And I guess you must have been training a lot with Kacchan, too... right?"

Oh.

Fuck.

That question was a trap.

Of course, he was going to ask me as soon as he had the chance to talk to me face-to-face.

Like today.

Damn.

My breath hitched in my throat, I completely forgot that the other day I sent him a message confessing my sins, telling him about that little detail of what was going on between his childhood friend and me... Each and every day I felt guiltier and I couldn't take it anymore.

"S-Shit, I m-mean, Izuku, I can explai-"

"HOW IS THAT YOU GOT HIM TO HELP YOU!? THAT MEANS HE'S NICE NOW!? WHY DOESN'T HE TREAT ME NICE YET!? YOU BRIBED HIM!? A PACT WITH THE DEVIL!? WITH GOD!? TELL ME... HOW!?"

He was so desperate to know that he drowned me with questions, completely forgetting about the presence of a skinny blond man beside him, who had been silent since we started talking.

"*Ahem*..." The man cleared his throat.

Izuku took that as 'calm down, please' and stopped his shooting, apologizing quickly. "Aah... I'm sorry, it's just that it seems so incredible to me..." He sighed.

"It's okay, I understand. I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. We can talk about this when we're less busy, okay?" I smiled sadly, knowing how much he would love to be treated nicely by Katsuki. "So... why don't you introduce us?"

"O-Oh, right! Sorry!" He jumped a bit nervous. "He's... Ehm..."

"His personal trainer." Answered the man with a raspy voice, without bothering about the fact that he didn't tell me his actual name.

I took some steps towards him and greeted the blond man. "My name's (f/n) (l/n), and I'm Izuku's friend!" I said with a smile on my lips, receiving a nod from the green-haired male, who seemed oddly uneasy.

The skinny man took a few seconds to respond, without leaving his piercing blue eyes from my body. It felt as if he was analyzing me or something; why was he doing that?

"It's a pleasure to meet you, young (l/n)." He finally responded. "But now I'm afraid to say that we have to continue the training of young Midoriya. We can meet again another day."

I nodded in agreement and said goodbye to both of them, remembering that I had to go for a gift for my godmother. I continued my way down the street, still wondering why that man looked at me as if he needed to say something important.

"Hmph, that man was weird..." I commented aloud as I caressed my chin.

~Present time~

The last day of the third month arrived, and I knew something was up when I was the first one to arrive at the training place.

"Mm? Where's Bakugou?" I wondered as I moved my head from side to side, expecting that I would catch a glimpse of him at least, but he was nowhere to be seen. It seemed quite strange not to find him waiting for me sitting on his rock. "Well, guess I'll start without him."

So, as I said, I began the warm-up: I ran for 15 minutes, did the 30 push-ups and finally, the other 30 sit-ups, but the boy still didn't appear. That walking-grenade was always the first one to arrive and to be honest, I was starting to worry. Who knows if he had a similar incident like the one with the aqueous villain on his way here? I was aware he was strong enough to beat anyone, yet that uneasy sensation didn't plan on leaving me alone.

'Where can he be? Did something happen? I hope he's okay...'

I was about to take my phone to send Katsuki a message when I spotted him approaching from afar, smiling in relief at the moment I saw his spiky ash blond hair.

"Hey, Bakugou!" I waved happily at him, feeling relieved that he was alright. "What happened? Now the one who arrived late it's you! Haha!" I laughed triumphantly.

The boy ignored my comment; he was quite busy growling at the bag he was carrying, which totally caught my attention.

"Oh? What's that?"

[Katsuki's P.O.V.]

'Fuck! Of course, this wasn't going to go unnoticed!' I cursed internally at the moment I heard (f/n)'s question.

"It's none of your business, rat!" I answered, hoping she would stop bothering.

"O-Oh, well... "

I walked past her and put the bag on the ground carelessly, leaving the girl all confused, but I didn't care; I didn't know how I was going to explain why I brought this all of a sudden.

'I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE THAT WOMAN MADE ME BRING THIS HERE!!' I groaned angrily, rubbing my temples in attempting to calm myself down.

I turned my head to (f/n), thinking that I would have to use the idea I came up with on my way here, only to find her all focused on the bag and trying hard to guess what could it be.

"It doesn't matter how much you narrow your eyes, little mouse, you don't have X-ray vision." I mentally facepalmed. "Stop that. You look ridiculous."

The (e/c)-eyed girl blushed instantly in embarrassment, scared to know she just made a fool of herself in front of me. "I-I'm curious, you know!?"

I couldn't help but let out a little chuckle, amused due to her childish behavior. "Wanna know what's inside so bad?"

The (h/c)-haired girl locked her eyes with mine and looked at me with enthusiasm. "YESYESYESYESYES!!" She exclaimed, nodding many times in a row.

At the moment I heard her response, which was the one I was expecting, I didn't give any explanations and positioned myself in a fighting pose, motioning her to come at me. "Beat me, then." I responded.

(F/n) arched an eyebrow at me, not understanding what was going on with my sudden reaction. "Eh? Why?"

I rolled my eyes at how dense she was. "Imagine I'm a fucking villain and I have this bag as a hostage." I explained reluctantly. "What would you do?"

She looked at me as if I had gone crazy until realization hit her. "Ooooooohhh! I get it now!" She exclaimed, her lips forming a wide smile. "I shall protect the bag." The girl announced with amusement as she made the same pose as me.

"Don't think I'm gonna go easy on you just because you're a little mouse, you hear me!?" I said as I clenched my fists with force. "Show me what you can do, bitch!"

Her eyes suddenly widened at my words, and that's when she finally understood that I was about to test her again. All the fun was over, it was time to see if all I've been teaching her so far has been worth it.

"You ready, shitty face?" I asked in a husky tone, yet it wasn't scary enough for her to drop all her determination.

"Bring it on!"