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A few months later since you became the new student. Summer. Birds chirp outside. Girls wear shorter skirts, boys unbuttoned shirts. Everyone sweating.
Bakusquad was all together, walking to school and talking about nothing serious. Bakugo's mind was somewhere else, most likely thinking about how to get under teacher's skin. Also about *the talk* with Kirishima last night.
How could he possibly be in love with some stupid girl he just met? He cant. Cuz he's the damn Bakugo Katsuki. There's no time to think about some girls over training, studiyng and becoming number 1 hero...and basically in everything. He still doesnt fully realize what it would feel like to be in love with someone, so he tells himself that this is all shit and Kiri made everything up to annoy Bakugo. Yeah. That's a lot better.
Suddenly Mina taps him out of his trance.
"Hey boom boom boy, why you so tense?" "The fuck you mean tense?! I'm not tense. You are! Fuck you!" Bakugo sharply barked that out and shoves his hands deep in pockets, walking away in his "unique" style. They watch him go, then Denki and Mina turn to Kiri "Whats wrong with him? he's acting really off for the past like month or two." they ask, confused. "Uhhh...yeah i cant really tell you guys..." Kiri rubs the back of his neck and looks away. "What?!" Mina shots out, her voice slightly high pitched, "Why is that?" "Oh look guys its a...a bird!" While they confused look in the way Kiri pointed, he quickly walks away "Wh- Hey!" (btw sero and jiro were talking about some shi near them i just dont know where to include them)
later
The class smelled like hormones and sweat. Aizawa was talking about something heroic or whatever, but Bakugo couldnt focus. His eyes were drifting to one particular person. You. You were sitting a few desks in front of him in the row on his right. Looking at Aizawa, concentrated, chewing on her pink pen and taking notes, one hand fidgeting with a stray of her hair.
God, she was perfect. Bakugo looked dazed. Chewing on a pen himself and now straight up just staring at you. Your lips looked so soft and pink and- Oh my god you are looking at him. He just noticed that she turned her head at him with a soft smile, waving her hand slightly, his face instantly turned strawberry red and then-
crack.
"Shit!" Bakugo quickly leans back from his now leaking pen, his hand and tongue was stained with ink. "Bakugo, language. And i'm pretty sure taking a trip to the restroom would be the best for you." Almost everyone in the classroom turn their heads at him, some giggling, some rolling their eyes. You just giggle quietly and turn away.
After he washed out some of ink from his hands and togue and threw the broken pen in a trash, he stared at himself in the mirror, leaning against the sink of the dirty restrooms. Hair a mess, flushed cheeks, unbuttoned shirt and black thick eyebrows furrowed together in a frown. He looked so pathetic...
"That extra ain't no good."
He should get away from her. As far as he can.
And that what he does. For the next week and a half. Everytime she smiles at him or tries to talk to him he just walks off, somehow looking calm and stoic.
your pov
Same week and a half later, youre in Mina's dorm room with some other girls, having a sleepover and right now painting each other nails.
sigh "i dont know Mina, I'm friends with almost everyone in the class since the start of school year, but Bakugo, he's...almost avoiding me? or something."
"Girl dont worry 'bout him, he's always like that, he's just not comfortable enough, he's a grumpy boy, you know."
"I knowwww! But i cant help but be worried. Am i doing something wrong? Do i-"
"Hey hey hey, calm down! You did ain't nothing wrong"
"You're right..i should chill out.."
That night you and Bakugo both couldn't fall asleep, thinking about own worries... or each other?