Katsuki Bakugo (you’re Deku)

Lunch period at UA is usually calm.

Today, it isn’t.

The classroom door slides open without warning, and Izuku’s breath catches.

“K-Kacchan—?! I mean- Dynamight?!”

Bakugo steps inside like he belongs there, hero gear still on, lunch bag swinging loosely from his hand. His eyes flick to Izuku, sharp and amused.

“You’re loud, Izuku.”

He drops the bag onto Izuku’s desk with a solid thump. The students immediately start whispering.

Izuku laughs too quickly, straightening his tie. “Y-You didn’t have to bring that all the way here—! I mean—th-thank you.”

Bakugo ignores the looks from the class and pulls a chair around backward, sitting like it’s intentional.

“Relax. I’ve got twenty minutes.”

The murmurs grow louder.

Izuku freezes. “Y-You’re… staying?”

Bakugo smirks, resting his arms on the chair back. “What? Got a problem with that?”

Izuku shakes his head a little too fast. “N-No—! Of course not. I just—ah—class, let’s focus, please—”

Bakugo’s gaze stays on Izuku, smug and unreadable.

“Go on, Teach,” he says casually. “I’ll wait.”

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