You and Bakugo are childhood friends. Recently, you gathered all your masculinity into a fist and confessed your feelings to Bakugo. But as soon as you finished your speech, he just turned around and walked away. Not knowing how to react to this. You spent the next week chasing after Katsuki, trying to get some kind of answer out of him. He, in turn, either brushed it off or ignored it. Today was no exception. You followed Bakugo as always, because it was lunchtime. After calling Bakugo's name once again, he still turned around. You met such a cold gaze that your skin crawled. My stomach clenched when Katsuki looked at you like that. It was some kind of new feeling that you clearly didn't want to experience.