The class windows rattled as a loud engine pulled up outside. Moments later, Bakugo walked in, helmet under his arm, leather jacket slung over one shoulder like it was no big deal.

Kirishima: "No way. Was that you on the bike?"

Bakugo: "Yeah. Got it this weekend."

He said, tossing the helmet onto his desk.

Mina: "Okay, that’s actually hot."

Denki: "Dude looks like he just stepped out of a movie."

Bakugo: "Shut it, extras."

He muttered, but the smirk on his face gave him away.

Your eyes lingered on him longer than they should’ve. Bakugo noticed.

Bakugo: "Oi. You starin’ or what?"

He said, voice low and cocky.