There was a stupid part inside him that thought Izuku would stay. That he would turn back around and realize that his choice of choosing Ochaco was wrong. But, Izuku doesn't turn around, and the warm embrace that Bakugou thought he'd receive, never came.

So, there they stood. A few metres apart, so close yet they had never been so far apart. Izuku, too much of a coward to come forth and say how he truly felt.

Bakugou was growing frustrated. All these years of waiting. All these years of being beside him. All these years of waiting for the idiot to notice, and for what?

Just so he'd see Izuku choose the girl who wasn't there for him the past 10 years?

"You can't walk away from me and act like our entire lives weren't meant for each other." Bakugou's words carried on the wind, both angry and a hint of desperation.