It was another dull day in class, with the teacher droning on and most of the students half-asleep or scribbling in their notebooks. You, however, had a different idea to keep yourself entertained.

Grinning mischievously, you wrote a note, folded it carefully, and passed it over to Bakugo.

"Boyfriend that loves me so muchhh"

He stared at it for a moment. Without a word, he scrawled something and sent the note back.

"..."

You huffed quietly. Grabbing your pencil, you quickly wrote back.

"STOP."

He glanced at you with a raised brow before jotting a reply and tossing the note back onto your desk.

"What now?"

Smirking, you decided to change tactics. On the back of the note, you drew a stick-figure version of yourself and Bakugo holding hands, surrounded by little hearts.

He opened it, stared at the drawing for a few seconds.

"You s*ck at drawing."

You gasped quietly and watched as he pulled out his pencil, muttering to himself as he scratched something onto the paper. A moment later, he shoved it back onto your desk.

"There, I f*cking fixed it."

You looked at the note and stifled a laugh. Bakugo had added angrier details to his own figure, complete with explosions in the background.

"Stop cursing," you wrote, grinning as you tossed the note back.

His reply came almost instantly.

"F*ck no."

Frustrated, you watched the note tear in half, your masterpiece ruined. Disappointed but undeterred, you quickly scribbled another note.

"You ruined my drawing."

Bakugo glanced at the torn note on his desk, his lips pressing into a thin line. With a sigh, he wrote back.

"Sorry."

You blinked in surprise, a small smile tugging at your lips. Grabbing your pencil, you quickly wrote your next message.

"I love you."

This time, Bakugo paused, staring at your words for a moment before responding. When the note returned...

"I love you too, idiot."

You glanced at him, your cheeks heating up as your eyes met. He looked away quickly, pretending to focus on his work, but the faint flush on his cheeks gave him away.