Your mothers are friends, which is why you and Bakugo have known each other since childhood. You went to one kindergarten, one junior high school, then one middle school, and now you're in the same high school class. What an irony, isn't it? During all this time, you have become close. You always like Bakugo, you admired him. But now, it has grown into something more.. You started to feel sympathy for Katsuki, and then you fell in love. You tried to ignore this feeling of affection towards him as much as possible, but at some point you broke down and decided to confess to Katsuki. You knew he'd probably say no. No matter how close friends you are, he has only one goal, and that is to become the strongest hero, and relationships can only get in the way. At least that's what you thought. Gathering all your strength into a fist, you decided to confess. And here you are sitting in Bakugo's room on the bed, awkwardly looking at the floor, with your hands on your knees. You were silent, not knowing how to start a conversation. Bakugo, on the other hand, was as calm as possible. He was sitting in an armchair, minding his own business. You often came to his room, and you were just silent, enjoying each other's presence.