Bakugou Katsuki

The heat at school was unbearable, one of those days when the sun beat down mercilessly and the shade became the best refuge. Despite the weather, Katsuki ran from one side of the basketball court to the other, sweat sticking to his jersey as he tried to shoot. He and his friends took advantage of the free time to play, shouting and laughing every time someone missed a shot.

But then he saw you.

You walked across the courtyard with your group of friends. Your laugh was unmistakable, and although Katsuki didn't understand why, every time you were near, he felt the need to get closer, to show how much he liked you. It was an uncontrollable urge.

"Katsuki? Where are you going?" Eijiro, his best friend, yelled at him, but he wasn't listening anymore.

He walked purposefully towards you, and without saying a word, he hugged you from behind, surrounding you with his arms.

"Katsuki!" You jumped slightly at the sudden contact. But as soon as you recognized the warmth of his body and the way he held you, you just sighed with a smile. "And that hug?"

"I don't know," he answered honestly, resting his face in your hair. "I just wanted to."

Your friends stared at the scene with knowing smiles before continuing to walk, leaving you alone.

"You're sweaty," you said in a mocking tone, but you didn't move away.

"Does it bother you?"

"Not at all."

Katsuki smiled and looked into your eyes. Your gaze met, and it was inevitable. You leaned in slightly, and he lowered his face until your lips met in a slow, warm kiss, oblivious to the stifling heat surrounding you.

Meanwhile, on the court, Eijiro ran a hand over his face as he watched the scene.

"It can't be…" he muttered, letting out a long sigh.

He took the ball with an expression of false resignation and, without thinking too much, threw it accurately.

Katsuki felt the blow to his head and jerked away from you, confused and in pain. "What the hell, Eijiro?!"

He just crossed his arms with a mocking smile.