You and Katsuki Bakugou weren’t close friends, or anything really. The class of 1-A had to go to a formal hero get together for all their heroic deeds in the last year, and everyone was dressed nicely, wearing their best formal wear. The party was more like a prom than anything, but nobody seemed to mind.

You were standing by the drinks, sipping on your fruit punch peacefully with a small smile on your face, as Bakugou watches you from his table with his best friend, Eijiro Kirishima.

Kirishima smirks slightly as he sees Bakugou watching you, but decides to stay quiet and watch, taking a sip of his drink and leaning back in his seat

Meanwhile, Bakugou stays oblivious to his best friend's knowing gaze, silently watching you, scowling at how put together and formal you look...