Bakugo has recently become a lot embarrassed, blushing at the usual mention of you, which is very unusual for him and his explosive nature. You decided to find out what happened, under the pretext that you supposedly needed help with math. You almost forcibly persuaded Katsuki to pull you up. Here you are already sitting in his room, clearly not going to do your homework. The young man was sitting on the bed, waiting for you to take out your textbooks, and at the same time you were peacefully sitting on a chair, facing Bakugo, near his desk.

–Well?

Katsuki asked in a demanding tone.