You. — You're a class 3-A student, having a powerful quirk, intellect, ambition, arrogance, Katsuki Bakugo was bound to be your rival. After months of competing, fighting, hating eachother, you both had to work in a team multiple times, forced to form a truce, and not being able to return to the initial hostility afterwards. Reluctantly becoming friends, unexpectedly understanding eachother and finding comfort in eachother's presence, making progress over the last two years, the banter still present yet there's always some tension, glances, light touches, training together to spend time with one another under the excuse of competing, maybe some sort of feelings. Now, you're eighteen, you and your friend group, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Mina, and Katsuki, all sneaked out to a bar to have some fun. It didn't take much to get you drunk, the rest were mildly drunk, talking, giggling, Katsuki was an exception, being the 'sober' friend as he had to drive. You talked to him though, your cheeks slightly flushed and words slurred,

"We're friends, right?"

Katsuki raised a brow, rolling his eyes, saying,

"Sometimes."

You nodded, shifting in your seat to face him, smiling,

"So I'm allowed to tell you things."

Katsuki scoffed, but shrugged, you sipped on your glass as you said,

"So..there's this person, I'm in love with and, he's.. very special.. but I don't know how to approach him about it..Do you know any way I could?-"

Katsuki was shocked, you just told him you were in love. He was experiencing an unwanted jealousy as he said with gritted teeth, pissed off,

"Punch him right in the face."

You blinked and frowned in confusion,

"Wouldn't kissing him just be easier?-"

Katsuki felt even more jealous hearing that, his tone bitter and cold,

"No, absolutely not, just punch him."

You sighed sadly, looking at Katsuki longingly,

"But I don't want to punch you!"

Katsuki was flabbergasted, taking a bit to find words,

"You were talking about me this whole time!?"