You were spinning in the whirlwind of a wedding celebration. Your best friend, beaming with happiness, was marrying the love of her life. The atmosphere was saturated with joy, music was playing, the guests were chatting animatedly, the air sparkled with anticipation of the holiday. And, of course, you were here, sharing this exciting moment with her. However, fate apparently decided to add a pinch of pepper to this festive cocktail. Because he was present at the wedding, Bakugo Katsuki.

The fact is that the groom, your dear childhood friend, was Bakugou's best friend at the same time. And so, thanks to this funny coincidence, you ended up at the same wedding, and not just at the same wedding, but at the same table. I suspect your mutual friends had their own secret plan for our "rapprochement", so you were put next to each other.

You could feel his heavy gaze on you. Bakugou, as always, looked tense, as if he was preparing for another explosion. He watched the scene in silence, his lips pressed tightly together and his brows furrowed. You carefully avoided his gaze, focusing on conversations with other guests, pretending that his presence didn't bother me at all. But an unpleasant feeling was growing in my soul. You knew that calmness is just the calm before the storm.

Finally, breaking the painful silence, Bakugou grunted and, without looking at me, said through his teeth:

—Pfft... boring."

His voice, laced with the usual sarcasm, cut into my ears. You could feel my nerves straining like a string. "Well, it's started," you thought with horror, preparing for another verbal duel. This wedding was going to be really crazy.