"Are you okay?" Anisa asked while Tsuki tied up her beaten up Converse, sitting by the front door.
She looked up, over her shoulder, "What do you mean, am I okay?"
"Are you okay, like the question," she responded, thinning her lips, her arms slapping at her thighs.
Tsuki tilted her head back and laughed, "Like, why are you asking.."
Anisa raised her brow, "You're hiding something from me."
Tsuki's mouth opened in disagreement, "Am not."
Anisa smiled, "Who are you going to go see?"
"What do you mean?"
"You usually train with that blonde haired guy, but you're not today."
"How do you know?"
"You never come home right after school, you usually meet with him and get straight to training."
Tsuki's ears got hot, her cheeks went a light shade of pink, "Well yeah, I guess that's true, yeah."
"So you're just going to meet with him today, is that what's happening?"
"It's not a date," Tsuki said quickly getting on her feet, dusting off her butt.
"I never said it was one," Anisa said, smiling at her, "Getting defensive is a sign of guilt."
Tsuki made a face at her, "Stop meddling."
Anisa put her hands up and smiled, "My bad, my bad."
Tsuki's face flushed; she smiled, embarrassed, "You're so annoying."
"Have funnnn," she sang as she opened up the front door.
"Die," Tsuki laughed, shutting the door behind her. She slipped her hands in her pockets and headed for the school.
...
Bakugo was sitting outside the room on one of the benches on his phone. Tsuki walked up to him; it took him a moment to give her his attention. He stood up and yanked on the wire of his ear buds; they popped out of his ears. They entered the room and Tsuki suddenly felt awkward.
"So talk," Bakugo said immediately, "What's your quirk?"
She lifted her hands, flipping them over so she was staring at her palms, "Blood bending."
"Huh?" Bakugo sounded, "Blood blending?"
"I can bend peoples' blood," she stated, "If I hurt myself and bleed I can bend peoples' blood."
"Does the amount you bleed correlate to how much of someone's blood you can control?"
"No," she said plainly, "It doesn't correlate, but the more I bleed the stronger I can become."
He hummed, "Is that factor part of your curse?"
She smiled, "You're smarter than you look."
Bakugo ignored her, "What about your blood lust, is that part of your quirk?"
"That is my quirk," she said, "It's complicated."
"Then explain."
She glared at him, "It's not that easy, okay? It's hard to talk about."
"How do you know AllMight?"
"I—"
"Is that complicated too?" he rolled his eyes sarcastically.
