BAKUGO KICKED OPEN HIS BEDROOM DOOR, throwing his book bag against his bed. "Fucking, finally." He whispered as he unclipped his red tie from his uniform, tossing it ontop of his dresser.

Suddenly, he heard a loud thump hit his window, slightly making him jump. "What the hell?" He muttered, watching another small object hitting his glass pane. "...You're kidding me."

He quickly walked over to his window, pushing up it up to see y/n leaning out her bedroom window, tossing a rock up and down in her right hand.

Almost immediately, Bakugo's face went angry, as she was the last person he wanted to talk to at the end of a Monday.

She blew a large pink bubble with the gum she was chewing, it popping over her full lips. "How was school today, kiddo?" She smiled, pushing off her window sill with her elbows and sitting on it like a seat.

"Don't call me kiddo. We're the same fucking age."

"Bad day at school?" Y/n empathized, assuming that his sour attitude was because of a poor day at classes.

"No! School was fine!" Bakugo hissed, leaning out of his window to make his angry voice reach to her window.

She laughed, leaning back into her room and reaching to her desk. She pulled out two red solo cups, a long line of string attaching them together. "Catch." She said as she turned back to her friend, tossing Bakugo one of the cups.

Before Bakugo could even understand what was happening, he reach out his arm and caught the cup. He furrowed his brows at it, then up at y/n, her winking flirtatiously at the boy. "What the fuck are these for?"

"So we can communicate, duh. Have you never used these to talk with your friends before?" She asked, taking her red cup and bringing it up to her mouth.

"I'm not gonna fucking use this. If you wanna talk, just use your cellphone."

"So I can have your number?"

"Fuck off."

"See! So let's use these for now!" Y/n smirked, shaking the cup to indicate to him to place his cup by his ear.

Bakugo let out a long, irritated sigh, bringing the cup up to his ear.

"When it rains or the weather is too bad, or I'm too sick to open the window, we can use these to talk!" Her soft voice engulfed his ear, her speaking through her solo cup to chat with him.

Bakugo turned to y/n, who was giggling at how well her creation worked. "...How long did it take you to make this piece of crap?"

"Only 10 minutes. I made it after I finished school." She explained, setting down the cup on her window sill.

"...School?"

"Yeah, I do online. In-school isn't for me." Y/n jumped off her sill and onto her bedroom floor, placing her hands on the top of her window. "I gotta make dinner for my parents, so we'll talk again soon, yeah?"

The two teens gazed at one another for a moment, though it felt like an eternity. There was something about the way she acted, the way she moved, the way she talked, that suddenly had made Bakugo slightly captivated by her.

Though her body was inked and pierced, it wasn't too much that would make a man turn the other way, if anything...

she had every mans' eye on her.

Despite her childish, flirty personality...there was a certain mysterious aura that Bakugo could sense.

"...Whatever." Bakugo muttered, shutting his window and locking it.

Bakugo, sitting at his desk studying and completing homework, heard a faint sound come from the red solo cup, making him question whether or not he was hearing things.

"Bakugo? Bakuuuugoooo?" Baku-"

"WHAT?!" Bakugo grabbed the cup from his window sill, hissing loudly into it.

"So it works even with the windows closed on the string! Good to know!"

"Please leave me alone-"

"Talk to ya later!"

"No. We will not! Do you hear me?"

"..."

"NOW YOU'RE NOT GONNA BE NEAR THE PHONE?! FUCKING ANSWER!"