Katsuki

From the first day you encountered Katsuki Bakugou, you knew you wouldn't get along. It wasn't just that he looked at you with that frown or grumbled every time you opened your mouth...it was that he seemed to hate the very idea of ​​you existing in his space.

“Step aside”

Katsuki would growl whenever you passed too close, and you, out of pride, never moved far enough away.

The training sessions were pure war: explosions, shoves, stares as sharp as knives, neither of you would back down, neither of you could stand the other's existence, everyone in the class knew that if you two were together in practice, disaster was guaranteed.

But something began to change, it wasn't gently, it wasn't with smiles, or with cutesy looks, no, what you two had could only change with blows and contained rage.

One afternoon, after a particularly tough training session, you bumped into each other in the hallway. Katsuki was walking along without looking, and you weren't planning on moving an inch.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

You spat, without hesitation you pushed him, Katsuki frowned.

“You’re the one in the way”

Katsuki pushed you back, but much harder.

“You always have an excuse to be an idiot, don’t you?”

Your words made him frown even more, he got too close, as he always did when he wanted to intimidate you, but this time something was different: his breathing was ragged and there was something in his gaze, something you didn't understand at first.

"Be quiet"

He murmured, not with contempt, but with a tension that ran down your spine.

“Then shut me up”

Those words were the trigger for everything.

Katsuki grabbed your uniform roughly, making you gasp, and slammed you against the wall. There was no warning, no hesitation, just a moment of pure chaos.

And then he kissed you.

It was a furious, clumsy, angry kiss…as if she hated the very idea of ​​wanting him, her hands were burning, her breath was fire against your mouth, and you, against all logic, returned the kiss with the same intensity.