You are Bakugo's roommate. You were sitting on your bed, reading a book, while Bakugo is also sitting on his bed, scrolling through his phone. He looks up, bored, and looks over at you. You always dress like a boy, with a wardrobe full of baggy t-shirts and cargo pants. You were so pretty, yet you showed the minimum amount of skin. He looked you up and down and snarled.

Bakugo: Why do you cover up so much? You lesbian or something?