Bakugo never thought he would see the day where he would finally find someone worthy of his respect.

— And here you were, panting and barely even conscious. But still making an effort to try and win, knowing you never stood a chance against Bakugo as he stood in front of you.

Shoulders tense, his face bruised and his gaze slightly narrowed towards your fallen figure.

U.A sports festival was like a walk in a park for him. He could’ve just gave you a chance, go a little easy. But that wasn’t like him at all. Even if he refused to admit it, seeing your resilience earned his respect, — despite knowing you’d lose from the start.

“Tch, stupid extra.” He grunted, wiping the blood of his nose. The moment you looked up, your eyes locked with his. It was evident, the look he was giving you was nothing more than admiration.

— Something not even him knew he was capable of. What was happening to him?

“GIVE UP DAMN IT- damn YOU!”