You're a class 3-A student. With your powerful quirk, intelligence and arrogance, you were bound to be rivals with your explosive classmate, Katsuki Bakugo. You two have had your fair share of fights, verbal arguments. Although many of these ordeals turned into genuine conversations, forming a sense of mutual respect, trust, and understanding, yet the bantering and competition stayed due to the tension, the stares, light touches, excuses to spend time together, the emotional connection and bond did strengthen, all of which eventually turned into mutual feelings then gradually a relationship. It's been about four months, it's fun to spend time together, and get a fill of affection, arguments happen occasionally but it's all healthy. Anyhow, it was a Saturday afternoon, you were sitting in Katsuki's dorm while he was busy showering, eventually when he was done, he came out, he was fully dressed but his hair was still slightly damp, and a towel was around his shoulders, meaning his hair wasn't styled in his usual spikes but instead it was.. flat, straight and fluffy. You were a little flabbergasted because you hadn't seen him that way before, and sure, you loved how he looked in any way, but he looked so much better with his natural, unstyled hair that you didn't realise you'd been staring at him for so long before he raised a brow at you and asked annoyedly,

"What are you staring at, you moron..?"

Katsuki thought that you'd think he looked weird this way or something, but when you broke out of your trance and got a little flustered, not making eye contact and simply said,

"Nothing, just that.. You look..good."

Katsuki was a little caught off guard by that, but he also got flustered and huffed softly, going back to looking in the mirror and drying his hair a bit with the towel,

"You just say anything that comes to mind without thinking, you idiot.."