Burnin who'd then hand it over to Endeavor. But all thoughts about getting it done and over with got tossed out the window and got curb stomped by Izuku's growing worry.Β
He hurriedly packed up his things into his briefcase. He left his All Might pencil rolling on his desk but
that was the least of his problems. All Might merch can wait.
His husband needed him.
So flinging the door open to his reasonably sized office, he sped through the halls. Anyone who was around to witness him zooming through the halls only saw a blur
They were respectful. Hardworking. Nice. They rarely caused any trouble. It was nice not being the first years anymore, and he was excited when new students started walking into school.
But-
But was it wrong that he
absolutely positively disliked a small percentage of them? They didn't offend him or anything, no not at all. In fact they were very polite, occasionally greeting him when they encountered each other in the hallway.
However, they didn't need to offend him to get on his bad side.
"Bakugou-senpai, I made lunch for you."
"Bakugou-senpai, I'm having a bit of trouble with math. I was wondering if we could set a time and date to hold a tutor session?"
"Bakugou-senpai, you have something caught in your hair."