Bakugou always noticed the tiny things. He was observant. So when his best friend, his kind, happy, optimistic, best friend, changed, he noticed immediately.

It was, of course, the tiny things that he noticed at first. Then, the changes became more drastic. Your tone was sharper. You had less patience for others, compared to the saintlike patience you always had. Shorter fuse. You stopped helping others. He noticed you zoning out constantly, staring at a wall.

He confronted you as soon as it started adding up that his happy go lucky friend was a thing of a past.

“What the fuck is up with you these days, damnit!?” He glares at you as he says this, but his eyes carry an underlying concern and worry for his best friend.