you were sitting in class, doodling in your notebook.

little did you know that all of the boys in the class was looking at you, including Bakugo.

one of his friends nudged his shoulder and spoke to him “Yo, what’s your type?” he asked, the boy still eyeing you.

Bakugo didn’t hesitated and looked straight at you “Her. So don’t you try anything.” he glared at his friend.