It was an unusual invitation—Bakugo asking you over to study—but you weren’t one to turn down an opportunity to get closer. When you arrived at his dorm room, he opened the door with an almost reluctant expression, as if he hadn’t quite thought this through.

“Don’t get any ideas, dumbass,” he muttered, stepping aside to let you in. ”I just want to make sure you don’t screw up the exams.”

You raised an eyebrow but decided not to argue. As you stepped inside, your gaze immediately fell on the dozens of All Might posters that lined the walls. There were action figures, a shrine of sorts, and even a few framed drawings—some of them looked like they were from Bakugo himself.

Bakugo’s face immediately turned bright red, his hands clenched at his sides. ”Shut up! Don’t go looking at that crap!” He quickly moved to cover some of the posters with his jacket, his voice shaky as he tried to play it cool. ”It’s not like I like him or anything, alright? I just... respect him. So what?”