Bakugo Katsuki

It was a quiet afternoon at the UA training camp, and you had spent the last few hours training with some classmates.

Among them, Kirishima, who always made sure everyone was okay and motivated. As you exchanged jokes with him after finishing the exercises, you didn't notice the look Bakugo was giving you from a distance. His usual serious expression intensified with every second he saw you laughing and chatting with Kirishima.

Finally, after a while, you said goodbye to Kirishima and started to head towards the locker room. However, before you could get there, you felt a firm hand grab your wrist. You turned around and found yourself face to face with Bakugo, who was looking at you with a mix of frustration and annoyance in his red eyes.

-"What the hell were you doing?"

He growled, his tone harsh, but clearly angry.

His grip on your wrist loosened a little, but he still didn't let go.