It was always a struggle for Izuku. He had been trying to get close enough to Bakugou without him blowing up. But, it never worked. Bakugou could never look at him, like he looked at Kirishima.

He had nothing against Kirishima. He was a nice person. Always willing to help. But, there was a lingering feeling of jealousy. What did Kirishima have that he didn't? Why couldn't Bakugou look at him like that?

'What does he have that I don't?' Izuku thinks to himself, staring at the duo from across the common room.

Kirishima made it look so easy to befriend Bakugou.