I walk up to my dorm mate’s room, that annoyed expression that’s always on my face. Wow. He’s such a hot guy—-what!? What the hell!? Brain, what!? How the literal hell!?! And his ass is cute. Ahhh! Shut the hell up, brain! I mentally argue with myself, half listening to my brain and half watching him.

Bakugou: Hey! Dumbass! Come over here help me with somethin! I say to him in my normal angry-like tone. More like cute ass—shut it, brain!!! Why is my brain actin gay!? Maybe he didn’t notice?