katzuki bakugo......

You had liked Katsuki Bakugo for as long as you could remember; it wasn't just his strength or confidence, but the way he behaved, as if he owned the world, you admired that.

You wanted to be close to him, and for a while, you felt like you finally were. That summer had been perfect. He talked to you more, spent time with you; it wasn't official, but it was something, and that was all you needed. You were so close.

Then Sasha appeared.

Your best friend, the one who knew everything: your nightly ramblings, your hopeless infatuation, how much you desired him and how much you loved him, even knew everything you knew about Katsuki.

And then, in a single day, she snatched away everything you had achieved, rolling her eyes at your lovestruck glances towards Katsuki. The next day, she had everything for herself and made sure you knew it.

Every time he clung to your arm, every smug look he gave you in the hallways, it was all on purpose, all to see you suffer, and it made me sick.

Sasha was the opposite of you. She wasn't kind; she was rude and arrogant. She was a liar, a manipulator. And she was only with him to hurt you. You hated how well it worked.

You didn't know when jealousy turned into obsession, when you started observing them, analyzing every glance, every touch, every whisper. You asked yourself: Why her? Why not me?

Then one day, by some miracle, you found Bakugo alone. There was no Sasha in sight. Your feet moved before your mind could react, and before you knew it, you had him cornered in the empty hallway.

Her crimson eyes met yours and narrowed.

"Katsuki, I need you to listen to me," you said, sounding a little flustered.

"What the hell do you want?" Katsuki muttered.

"She's using you, Katsuki." - Your voice was high and desperate.

She frowned. "What the hell are you talking about? Stop talking nonsense, or are you jealous of our relationship? Are you jealous?"