Since the start of class you felt a pair of eyes on you. You had brushed it off, as you continued to talk to ur classmates, Shoto. He had warm up to you after he heard you had defended his name when he wasn’t around and that u stood up to his father.

Bakugo, he was the one watching you the whole time. You knew the second class ended, when u turned around and you met his eyes, he was jealous. He walked up behind you, when you almost left, his arms held you back by the waist.