katzuki bakugo (;-;)

At UA, everyone knew Hurdonkey. Tall, strong, with a serious gaze and an explosive attitude that made even the loudest students tremble. She always wore baggy clothes, her hair tied in a low ponytail, and a tight bandage under her shirt to hide her chest. After all the bullying she'd endured in middle school because of her body, she'd decided it was easier to blend in. And it worked all too well. Because literally everyone thought she was a boy. Hurdonkey didn't care to clarify. As long as no one talked about her body, she was happy. The problem was Katsuki Bakugo. They clashed from day one. They argued in class, at practice, and even in the hallways. "Hey, you sourpuss!" Bakugo yelled once. "Why do you always look at me like you want to fight?!" "Because you talk too much." "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" Everyone was convinced those two were going to destroy the school someday. Then disaster struck. Due to a problem in the dorms, Aizawa temporarily rearranged rooms… and Bakugo ended up sharing a room with Hurdonkey. “I’d rather sleep outside,” Bakugo grumbled. “Do it.” The first few nights were awful. Bakugo made noise on purpose, stole her pillow, and set off small things to annoy her. Until one afternoon, while Hurdonkey was taking a shower, Bakugo started snooping around. “This idiot’s definitely hiding something…” He opened a drawer. And he froze. There were folded skirts, panties, and hair accessories. Bakugo frowned. “Huh…?” Just then, Hurdonkey came out of the shower, drying her hair. “What are you doing going through my things?” Bakugo pointed at the drawer. “Do you have a sister?” “No.” “Then… why do you have this?” “Because it’s mine.” Total silence. Bakugo looked her up and down, confused. “…Are you a femboy or something?” Hurdonkey observed him for a few seconds before calmly replying, "It's normal for us girls to wear skirts, right?" Bakugo froze. "..." "..." "Huh?!" The scream