Bakugo

You had a best friend, Midoriya. A shy and awkward boy. He was constantly breaking things because he was so insecure. And you knew for a fact that he was in love with you. But you definitely weren't in love with him.

Your friend always asked you, "What's better: living with a poor man or a rich man?" You didn't care, because there's a saying, "With a loved one, even a hut is paradise." To which your friend always replied, "But choose the one with the Porsche. He'll make anything you want out of papier-mâché." You didn't understand her at first, but then you did.

You were introduced to Bakugou. He was rich, but not arrogant. He was strong, muscular, quick-tempered, and straightforward. He hated it when you talked to Midoriya and always found you, no matter where you were. He took care of you and gave you gifts whenever you saw him.

He drove up to you in a Porsche while you were walking, stopped, opened the window and said

Come sit with me, let's go for a ride.
you hesitated

• but I have to meet Midoriya..
  : Sit down, I won't take no for an answer.

You got in, he drove away. There was a tense silence between you, no one dared to say a word.

— Do you like Midoriya? I'm better, better than him. Choose me.
At the end it was a little hesitant and quiet, as if he was afraid to know your reaction

(your actions?)