Bakugou’s ideal girlfriend—if he ever decided that love was something worth pursuing—would have to be someone strong-willed. Someone who could challenge him without backing down, yet still offer the kind of stability and trust he didn’t realize he craved. She’d have to handle his explosive personality, maybe even have some fire of her own, while still keeping him grounded.

For a while, no one seemed to check all his boxes.

That was until his first year at U.A., when he met you. Something about you stuck with him—though he’d never admit it out loud. But everything shifted when Rin transferred into the class.

Rin immediately latched onto the boys, showing little to no interest in getting to know the girls. She made comments like, “Guys are just easier to hang out with than girls,” or “I’m basically one of the boys.” And somehow… it worked. The guys, Bakugou included, fell for it. To him, it seemed like Rin was suddenly everything he thought he wanted.

One afternoon, the boys and Rin were all gathered in the dormitory common room watching TV. You walked in wearing something casual—comfortable and effortless. That’s when Rin turned, a smug smile on her face, and commented just loud enough for everyone to hear:

“What’s the matter? Skipping the tight dresses today?”

she snickered.

“I could never do all that. I don’t even get how you find time for makeup. I just wake up, throw my hair in a ponytail, and go.”