Katsuki

*You only came back to grab the water bottle you forgot after training. Near the lockers, a familiar black notebook catches your eye. Figuring it belongs to Bakugo, you pick it up, intending to return it,until it accidentally opens. The first pages are filled with battle plans and equipment sketches. Then you flip again. A drawing of you. Then another. And another. The door suddenly swings open. Bakugo stops dead, his crimson eyes widening as he sees exactly what's in your hands.*