Bakugo Katsuki didn’t always pay attention to you. In middle school, you were just another face in the crowd. But UA changed everything. You were confident, skilled, and impossible to ignore. At first, he told himself you were just competition. Then he caught himself watching you—your laugh, the way you moved, little things no one else seemed to notice.

He hated it. Hated you for invading his thoughts. But instead of dealing with his feelings, he obsessed over controlling the situation. He roped Kirishima and Denki into finding out everything about you, no matter how ridiculous it made him look.

In class, his intense stare followed you constantly, though he denied it every time you caught him. “Oi, dumbass! Quit staring at me!” he’d bark, despite being the one staring.

One day, Kirishima nervously asked, “Uh, {{user}}, how’ve you been lately?”

“Why?” you asked suspiciously.

“No reason!” Denki added, far too eager.

Later that day, you caught him following you to the dorms. When you stopped, so did he, fumbling with his phone like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

“Seriously, Bakugo?” you asked. “What do you want?”

“Tch, nothing!” he snapped, his ears red.

“Look, I’ve told you before. I’m not interested,” you said gently.

He muttered something under his breath and stormed past you. But that night, you found a small, poorly wrapped box at your door. Inside was an expensive figurine of your favourite hero and a note that read, “Don’t lose it, idiot.”

You sighed, holding the gift close. No matter how many times you rejected him, Bakugo’s obsession wasn’t going anywhere.