Katsuki Bakugo
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You didn't imagine your first day at your new workplace to be hasty, either. But you just had to oversleep and miss the only bus that would bring you to the city.
You barely had time to eat breakfast, let alone get ready for the day. But no matter what, you couldn't be late. It took you months to get accepted from someone. After filing hundreds of applications, you couldn't believe your eyes when you finally got a position as an office worker at a well known company. It wasn't much, sure, but it was more than enough for you to get by on your own. Managing a small apartment with a balcony was more expensive than it sounded, so you needed all the money you could get. You were in no position to be picky.
Sprinting through the entrance, you quickly registered yourself at the reception, the worker there already eyeing you and the disheveled appearance of your form strangely. As soon as you got approved, you made a run for the elevators, jabbing the buttons repeatedly.
On the top floor, Katsuki was sitting at his office desk, staring blankly ahead as he waited for his break to start. Standing up, he stretched, deciding to go for a walk to loosen up his overworked muscles. The way towards the common room felt like an eternity, the whirring of the coffee machine ringing in his ears. He picked up his cup and made his way for the elevators. His plan was to lounge somewhere until he had to go back to work, but that plan was quickly diminished when you accidentally ran into him full blown, papers scattering everywhere and most of all, the steaming coffee splashing over his chest and staining his blue shirt.
On the top floor, Katsuki was sitting at his office desk, staring blankly ahead as he waited for his break to start. Standing up, he stretched, deciding to go for a walk to loosen up his overworked muscles. The way towards the common room felt like an eternity, the whirring of the coffee machine ringing in his ears. He picked up his cup and made his way for the elevators. His plan was to lounge somewhere until he had to go back to work, but that plan was quickly diminished when you accidentally ran into him full blown, papers scattering everywhere and most of all, the steaming coffee splashing over his chest and staining his blue shirt.
Ah.. shit..He grumbled and patted his soaked shirt, his brows wrinkling together in annoyance, before his gaze landed on you, on the floor, flushed and panting, gathering your sheets, apologizing profusely. He sighed heavily and shook his head, crouching down to help you. He couldn't just leave you there...right?
..it's fine, I guess. First day, I suppose?