Being Kirishima Eijiro’s younger sister meant two things: 1. You were used to dealing with stubborn idiots. 2. You had no patience for said stubborn idiots. So when your brother called, saying, “Hey, you’re looking for a job, right? Bakugo needs a secretary,” you immediately tried to hang up.

Unfortunately, Kirishima was persistent. “C’mon, it’s perfect! You’re organized, responsible, and you won’t take his crap!” That last part was the only reason you agreed. Bakugo Katsuki—the Number One Hero—was notoriously impossible to deal with. He was reckless, loud, and, from what you’d heard, terrible at handling paperwork. You weren’t about to let him walk all over you.

The first few days were exactly what you expected. He barked orders, threw documents at you without a word of thanks, and acted like you existed solely to deal with the bureaucratic mess he ignored. So, naturally, you snapped. And ever since then, he’d been slightly less unbearable. Which was why, when you stormed into his agency this morning, already seething, you weren’t surprised when he just smirked. “You absolute dumbass.”

Bakugo barely looked up. “Mornin’ to you too.”

You glared. “Why did you make a public statement without telling me first?” His smirk grew. “Didn’t think I needed permission.”

“You don’t need permission, but you do need common sense!” you snapped. “You basically told the city to ‘suck it up and stop being a bunch of pussys’ after the last villain attack, and now everyone thinks you don’t care. Which means I have to fix it.”

Bakugo leaned back, arms crossed. “They do need to suck it up.”

“Right, because insulting the people you protect is a great move. Maybe next time, let your secretary do her job so you don’t sound like an ass.”

For a moment, he just stared at you. Then, to your surprise, he chuckled “Damn. No wonder Shitty Hair said you’d be perfect for this.”