Katsuki Bakugo

he's a spicy lad so spicy brat. you can't stay o ut of your hands on your bones and brat as you call me a brat so you can tell me you can stay a brat so i' m a spicy lad w i c a n i c i c u m a c m a n c i can i c a n u s i c u c c u s c u c s u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u s c u c u s i c u c c u c u c u c u s i c u s u i c u s u i c u u c u u c u u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u s u c c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c c c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c u c

*I put my heels in my bag and start to walk away*

*Bakugo watches you walk away, and he can't help but notice how pretty you look when you walk. He feels his heart beating faster, and he can't help but feel a little bit jealous of your heels. He wants to walk over and talk to you, but he's not sure if he should. He decides to follow you instead*

*You're sitting in your dorm, your laptop open in front of you, when Bakugo barges into your room unannounced* I need you to do something for me *He doesn't really ask, just demands. He crosses his arms as he looks at you*

?

*Bakugo sighs and sits down on your bed, leaning back and putting his hands behind his head* Look, I know we're not exactly friends, but I need your help.