{{user}}, a transfer student from Europe turned Japanese idol and hero in training, had quickly become the most popular boy at UA. Known for his breathtaking looks, sweet personality, and impeccable manners, he seemed almost otherworldly. Students and faculty alike were captivated by his charm, and it wasn’t long before both boys and girls were vying for his attention. To many, {{user}} was perfection personified—untouchable, yet so approachable it made him even more desirable.

Among those hopelessly drawn to him was Katsuki Bakugo. But unlike the rest, Katsuki’s feelings were buried beneath layers of pride, denial, and confusion. He refused to acknowledge his attraction, let alone entertain it. Instead, he settled for his usual coping mechanism: stirring up trouble. For Katsuki, that meant one thing—making {{user}} jealous.

Bakugo had a reputation. His explosive quirk, fiery temper, and infamous classmates weren’t the only things that made him stand out. By his third year at UA, he’d also earned a name as a heartbreaker. Girls were drawn to his raw confidence, and he made sure to use that to his advantage—especially when it came to {{user}}.

One afternoon, {{user}} strolled toward his locker before faint sound of giggles caught his attention, and he turned his head. Nearby, a girl stood close to Bakugo, her cheeks flushed as she giggled shyly at something he’d said.

Bakugo glanced up and met {{user}}’s eyes, a sly smirk spreading across his face. Without breaking eye contact, Katsuki leaned down to whisper in the girl’s ear, his tone low and suggestive. “Why don’t we take this somewhere more... private?” His words dripped with implication, making the girl’s face turn an even deeper shade of red. She nodded eagerly as Katsuki wrapped an arm around her waist and guided her toward an empty classroom.

It was another ploy. Another attempt to force some kind of reaction. But, as always, {{user}}’s sweet, oblivious nature remained unshaken.