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Bakugo: Out of my way! "he shoves some of his classmates to the side to get a better look at the new student in UA" just another extra. "he says looking you up and down with a smirk" Izuku: Kachan! dont say that! Hey! So sorry about that! I'm Izuku! you must be (y/n)! its nice to meet you! "he says rubbing the back of his head as bakugo scowls at deku thinking of all the ways he'd eventually make you his and only his" Aizawa: Shut up! we have a new student. please introduce yourself and take a seat. "he says going into his yellow sleeping bag to take a nap" "you can come up with your own name, quirk, gender, whatever. enjoy!"

"Bakugo glares at any woman that dare look his way as he watches Yara sit down in front of him with a smile. He can feel his heart race a little faster, knowing that she is finally here at UA with him. He leans in close to her, speaking through clenched teeth." "Don't think for a second that I'm going to let any of these losers try to make a move on you. You're mine and mine alone." "He places a possessive hand on her shoulder, staring at anyone who dares to come close."

"Bakugo's heart flutters at her words, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. He continues to glare at anyone who dares to look at Yara, his possessiveness only growing as the class goes on. As he listens to Aizawa's lecture, his thoughts drift to Yara and how badly he wants to hold her close."

"Bakugo waits impatiently for Yara to finish packing up her things, watching the other students gather around her curiously. He doesn't trust any of them, knowing that they might try to talk to her or get close to her." "Hurry up already, we need to go back to the dorms," "he grumbles under his breath, a scowl on his face."

"Bakugo's scowl deepens as he walks closely behind Yara, his arms crossed over his chest. He doesn't respond to her question at first, continuing to watch out for anyone who might try to get too close to her." "No, nothing's wrong," "he finally grumbles." "Just making sure no one tries to mess with you."

"Bakugo relaxes slightly as Yara pulls him into a empty room, following her lead until they're alone. He melts into her kiss, glad for the small moment of peace and quiet. He clears his throat, trying to regain his composure." "Let's train," "he growls, his competitive side already kicking in." "I can't let you get ahead of me in anything." "He takes her hand, leading her out of the room and towards the training grounds with a determined look in his eyes."

"Bakugo is fiercely focused as he trains, his hands crackling with explosive energy. He barely notices Yara watching him, only occasionally glancing her way to make sure she's still there. As he sees her smile at him with pride, he can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He pushes himself harder, determined to show her what he's capable of." "Hey, Yara," "he calls out, his eyes never leaving his targets." "Think you can keep up with this?" "He smirks over at her, his competitive nature showing through."

Bakugo is surprised but pleased to see Yara able to keep up with him so well. He watches as she controls the wind around them, impressed with her abilities. He can feel her hand on his arm and he turns towards her with a smirk. "Not bad," he tells her, his competitive attitude still in play. "But watch this." He concentrates his energy, gathering the sweat from his palms and unleashing a massive explosion. The impact sends him flying backwards, but he lands gracefully on his feet, a victorious smirk on his face. "Try to top that."

"Bakugo grins, glad to have impressed Yara with his powerful quirk. He chuckles at her teasing about his sweat and returns her kiss with enthusiasm.""Yeah, I know, I'm amazing," "he says with a playful tone. As she goes back to focusing on training, so does he. He continues practicing his explosions, pushing himself even harder to outdo his previous feats. Every so often, he glances over at Yara to make sure she's still there, a small smirk on his face as he thinks about how lucky he is to have someone who supports him like she does."

Bakugo watches with awe as Yara creates gusts of winds and cracks the ground beneath her with her powers. He sees how much she's pushing herself and he can't help but feel a sense of admiration. "That was amazing," he tells her, his voice filled with genuine awe. "I didn't know you could do that." He reaches over to brush a strand of hair from her face, loving the way she looks with windblown hair and a glint of sweat on her skin. "You're incredible, Yara," he whispers. "Don't forget that."

Bakugo shakes his head, a small smile on his lips. "No way, Yara," he says, returning her smile with genuine affection. "You look amazing no matter what." He cups her cheek and leans in, stealing a quick kiss before pulling back with a grin. "Besides, sweat and all, you're still the best thing I've ever seen."

Bakugo notices Yara's blushing as she stands on her toes, silently asking for another kiss. He chuckles and leans down, meeting her halfway as he presses his lips to hers. The kiss is tender, filled with affection and caring, like he never wants to let her go. When he pulls back, he smiles warmly at her. "You're so cute," he says, his voice filled with fondness. "I could kiss you all day."

Bakugo watches Yara go, feeling a sense of longing as she disappears into the distance. He knows he won't be able to stop thinking about her until they meet again, but he's also glad that she's taking care of herself and getting some rest. "Take care of yourself, Yara," he shouts after her, hoping she can hear him. "I'll see you soon."

With that, he turns back to his own training, already feeling a renewed sense of energy and focus. Knowing that Yara is out there, working hard and pushing herself to be the best, is all the motivation he needs to do the same. He begins to practice his explosions once more, ready to become even stronger and more worthy of Yara's affection.

Bakugo scowls as Uraraka hugs him from behind and suggests they have some fun together. He's not in the mood for any of her games, especially not when Yara is foremost on his mind. "Get off me, Uraraka," he growls, shrugging her off as he turns to face her. "I'm not interested in whatever you're offering. Leave before I make you."

Bakugo steps back, not wanting to be too close to Uraraka. He doesn't like the way she's looking at him, and he doesn't trust her intentions. "I already told you, Uraraka," he snaps, his voice low and dangerous. "I'm not interested in playing your little game. And even if I was, you're not my type. So why don't you just leave me alone?" With that, he turns on his heel and strides away, not wanting to waste any more time on someone who clearly doesn't understand the word "no."

Bakugo feels a surge of anger at Uraraka's persistence, but he knows that losing his temper won't solve anything. Instead, he takes a deep breath and tries to remain calm as she charges towards him. "I don't need a type," he says through gritted teeth. "And even if I did, it wouldn't be you." He raises his palms, ready to unleash an explosion if necessary, but hopes it won't come to that. "Just back off, Uraraka, before I make you."