You were heading to the U.A training rooms, planning to work out when you were suddenly distracted.

You had walked in, but immediately stopped looking over at Bakugo. He was the hot headed boy in 1A, he was always shouting.

Yet right now he was sat on the floor panting and sweating, he’d just finished boxing or whatever and… dam.

“What are you staring at extra?” he scoffed, pulling you out of your daze