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The first bell rang and Izuku is already in his seat, as per usual. He looks outside and watches as the snow hits the window, each white flake taking its place amongst the others. His head in his palm, he couldn’t help but feel comforted. Bakugou walks in moments later knowing that Izuku will already be there. He greets Bakugou with a warm smile and a wave. Bakugou responds with a nod. The fluorescent lights buzzed around them for a quick moment before Bakugou took his seat. They both don’t say a word. It's silent but a comfortable silence. He’s glad Bakugou apologized to him, they have been on good terms ever since. Everyone gets into class as the second bell rings. Homeroom starts and Aizawa comes in wearing his sleeping bag signaling the start of another typical day. As Izuku lays his head on his desk he can't help but let his mind drift to Bakugou. When he walked in, the first thing he noticed was those fiery red eyes and how they glistened in the fluorescent light. As he was thinking about Bakugou he couldn’t help but want to look at him and admire him. He lifts his head up and looks at Bakugou, watching as his friend looks out the window with his head in his palm. He notices how his hair looks incredibly soft and how his face is calm and relaxed.
Before he knew it the bell rang and Izuku snaps out of his trance. Little did he know, Bakugou knew he was being stared at the whole time. He watches as Bakugou packs up his stuff and shoves it in his backpack.
He walks up to his friend and he asks “Hey Kaachan! Still up for tutoring me today?”
He responds with a mumble “Of course, Deku. We do this every day.”
He smiles and starts to walk towards the library with Bakugou behind him. Once they get to the library they go to their normal study spot and they begin. Izuku usually finds it difficult to focus while Bakugou is there, but today more so. They sit by a window and as the day darkens with every minute that passes Izuku notices the sunset shimmering on Bakugou's face. Izuku is mesmerized. His blonde hair has a silky shine on it, his hand has a tight grip on his pencil as the boy focuses. Bakugou glances at Izuku quickly and notices him staring.
“Are you getting this?” The blonde spits out.
“O-oh yes!” Izuku stutters.
“Then do the problem I just explained.”
Izuku gulped as he attempted to do the problem Bakugou just explained and obviously, he failed miserably. Bakugou let out a sigh as he re-explained the problem to Izuku.
After the tutoring session Bakugou walked Izuku back to the dorms. Right as Izuku walked into his room, he couldn’t help but miss Bakugou's warm presence already. He asked himself why does he miss Bakugou? Why does he feel this way towards him? Does Bakugou feel the same? With a shrug he attempts to shake the thoughts out of his head, then he gets ready for bed. Neither Bakugou nor Izuku could sleep that night.