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The expulsion of, now previous, class 1A student Minoru Mineta, was a good thing. He'd never disagree with that, not when he harassed the girls like he did. But he will say that the addition of Hitoshi Shinsou wasn't necessarily a good thing either.
It was just another purple prick just without the sexual harassment. That's where the real problem comes in though. He's not just some average prick. He's an absolute asshole .
You might be thinking, “Hey Katsuki, that's real rich, coming from you of all people.” And you’d be right. He is an asshole, dickwad and proud. Well, maybe not proud, but at least he's aware.
This Barney looking ass is an outright cock, but he is also aware. Everyone knows he's aware.
It’s annoying as fuck because that's his thing.
He's the angry asswipe with overly poofy hair that defies the laws of physics. So what the hell does Mindfuck think he's doing?
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He decides to reinstate his territory but out-rude his new nemesis (Deku, you need to step aside for a moment). He doesn't do anything drastic because holy shit, Aizawa is not in the mood today, but he does everything in his power to mildly inconvenience anyone and everyone. Shitty hair asks for a pencil, so he looks him dead in the eyes and says he doesn't have one when he very obviously does. When Frogger walks by his desk, he pushes his backpack ever so slightly to trip her up. Pikachu begs for a section of his notes, and Bakugou ignores him entirely.
He leaves the class with glares burning into his back and an apprehensive Mindfuck with a less asshole-ish attitude, trying to make conversation with some of his classmates and failing miserably.
Katsuki couldn't be happier.
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The next time he wakes up, it isn't because he wanted to, nor was it when he wanted to. A nightmare again, but he's learned how to shake them off. He woke up late even, at 10:30 am holy fuck , which is so unlike himself that it makes him snarl. He was lucky today was a weekend.
Heading down for a late breakfast/early lunch, he overhears the talking of Sero and Mina.
He doesn't remember exactly what they said, considering he didn't give enough of a shit at the time to listen, but it was something along the lines of “Shinsou”, “notes”, and “considerate”.
Fuck yeah. Gucci Eye Bags has fallen to the dark side. He's getting soft . This is his time to shine.
Walking into view and towards the fridge, he was expecting to be greeted, but was met with nothing but silence.
Huh.
As he got some fruit out to eat, he noticed Pinky and Tape saying good morning to everyone else. And when the purple fuck arrives, dragged along by PikaPika and Deku, hes also given smiles and greetings.
So it's everyone but him. Okay then.
It didn't get through his thick skull until about noon though.
“That was super manly of you, Shinbro! I wouldn't have understood the assignment yesterday if you hadn't explained it!”
Bakugou didn't even hear the response as his head buzzed and he abandoned whatever he had been doing earlier.
Stumbling up the stairs and back into his dorm, only one thought was going through his head.
I’ve been replaced.
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What now?
That was another question that had popped up when he had flopped down on his bed.
Katsuki Bakugou was the resident asshole, and even Shinsou wasn't able to pry it from him.
And sure, he was the asshole, but what else was he? He had never been anything else before. (He had considered that maybe he was a hero, after all he was in UA’s fucking hero course, but then his mind pointed out his time at Aldera Middle School.)
He had been a piece of shit his whole life, so it was impossible to even think of trying to get back on his friends peers' good sides. Anyone who knew him and were not filthy liars knew he was a piece of shit, and nothing else. Katsuki had never felt unwanted or unneeded, but now he sure as hell was feeling it.
So really, what the fuck is he supposed to do now?