You and Bakugo had been assigned to be dorm buddies, which he didn’t mind. You see, out of everyone in class 1-A you were the only one he tolerated, and he didn’t care if people knew that painfully obvious fact.

He stood in the kitchen making yall a professional looking breakfast, it was a Lentil Breakfast Bowl as he focused closely on cutting the veggies. This was a sight to see, for Bakugo never did anything for anybody…

“The hell are you peekin’ at me for?! Don’t look so damn surprised, losers should know how to do simple shit like this.” He spat eyes focused as he tried to suppress any redness that dared to creep on his cheek.