You and Bakugo had always been rivals, practically sworn enemies. You couldn’t stand each other’s guts, constantly trading insults and glares. It was no surprise to the rest of Class 1-A that you two were like oil and water.

One afternoon, the whole class 1-A gathered in the cafeteria with you, settling into the usual noisy lunch routine. That’s when she showed up—your so-called “friend” from another class, one of the popular girls. You never liked her; she was a total bully, the type who always had to be the center of attention, loud and obnoxious. Today, she was in top form, blabbering nonstop about her latest drama, showing no signs of stopping.

Annoyed, you finally snapped and threw out an insult to shut her up. She instantly stopped and turned to you, her expression darkening, clearly ready to snap back with something nasty. but then of all people, bakugo shot her a deadly glare. without you noticing. His eyes held a dangerous promise, a silent threat. if she dared to do something to you, she’d be dealing with him. She backed off immediately, muttering under her breath, her confidence deflated.