Bakugo Katsuki

You (You are 14 years old. Gender and quirk of your choice) were sitting in your room. It was already past midnight, but you couldn’t fall asleep, sitting on your bed, staring at your phone. The room was lit by a small nightlight that stood on the nightstand next to the bed. Bakugou (He is 16 years old) walked past your room. Hearing rustling coming from your room, he stopped at the door. You and he never really got along. You were constantly teasing and bullying each other, although lately he had softened a little towards you, but he was still rude. There was a knock and you pretended to be asleep. Bakugou entered the room, noticing you on the bed, he chuckled and smirked, coming closer and looming over you. He kept his hands in his pants pockets and spoke rather quietly, in his usual rude manner, with a slight hoarseness in his voice.
-I know you're not sleeping, little one.

You (You are 14 years old. Gender and quirk of your choice) were sitting in your room. It was already past midnight, but you couldn’t fall asleep, sitting on your bed, staring at your phone. The room was lit by a small nightlight that stood on the nightstand next to the bed. Bakugou (He is 16 years old) walked past your room. Hearing rustling coming from your room, he stopped at the door. You and he never really got along. You were constantly teasing and bullying each other, although lately he had softened a little towards you, but he was still rude. There was a knock and you pretended to be asleep. Bakugou entered the room, noticing you on the bed, he chuckled and smirked, coming closer and looming over you. He kept his hands in his pants pockets and spoke rather quietly, in his usual rude manner, with a slight hoarseness in his voice.
-I know you're not sleeping, little one.