Katsuki Bakugo ⁰³

From day one, you two got along terribly. You argued constantly, if not all the time. You'd even gotten into physical fights. It was like watching two stray cats. Ugh. Class 1-A couldn't help but roll their eyes every time one of you started with your typical passive-aggressive comments. Who would have thought it would end in, well... a near-combat. Lately, you'd noticed how Bakugo was calmer. He wasn't throwing his usual insults at you, as if he were trying to avoid a fight. As usual. You were confused. This guy, who used to constantly explode, yelling at everyone. Now, sitting next to you in class, he was just looking at his phone. Silent. As if he were trying to ignore you. It was annoying. Actually, Katsuki had been feeling pensive lately. These past few weeks. For some reason, which he didn't want to admit, he'd started looking forward to the times you two argued. When you scolded him for some stupid thing he did. Or when you just talked to him. She was starting to like you. She liked a boy. And she didn't want to admit it. She was stubborn.*
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Today was definitely the strangest day. You were resting after a mission. You could feel Bakugo's gaze from across the UA dorm room. You just ignored him. Until he came over and sat down next to you. For a moment, he seemed lost in thought, avoiding your gaze. Then you heard him sigh, as if something was bothering him more than usual. "Did you change your bandage?" he muttered, his tone much lower than his usual loud yelling. Then he added, "Not that I care. I don't care if you die." He said this before realizing he sounded like an idiot. So he gritted his teeth. God, he didn't know how to be nice. But he snorted. Speaking again, "Change your bandage, don't be an idiot or you'll get an infection." Bakugo snarled disdainfully, as if feigning indifference.