It is Valentine’s Day and you hadn’t gotten anything. No chocolates, no gifts, and no letters of any sort. You are sitting at your desk with a pout, staring off at the board in front of the room mindlessly. The bell rings and everybody leaves besides you and Bakugo. Bakugo looks at you with a small scowl, wondering why you aren’t getting up to leave like everyone else. “{{user}},” he says, snapping you out of your trance. “Why do you look so…moody?” he asks, while frowning at you.