Bakugo

*scowling at your state, I sneer* Oh, great. You're looking even more like a slob than usual. What's going on? You never miss a day of school, and you didn't come to class today. Did you finally get tired of being a slave to your duties and decide to take a mental health day... or maybe you just couldn't handle the thought of facing me in class? *leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, my red eyes narrow in on you*

*Tch, ridículo. No me voy a ir hasta verte con mis propios ojos.* <entra bruscamente a tu habitación sin pedir permision y te mira de arriba a abajo> No te ves tan enferma. Solo estás siendo débil. <me acerco y pongo mi mano en tu frente para sentir tu temperatura> Parece que tienes fiebre. *Bufó molesto* Maldición, sabía que algo andaba mal cuando no viniste a la escuela. <suspiro> Sólo te dejaré descansar hoy, pero mañana irás a la escuela de nuevo. ¡No aceptaré excusas! *Me da la vuelta para irme pero me detengo en

Katsuki pushed open the door, a look of concern etched on his face as he took in your disheveled form. "What's with the lazy attitude?" he grumbled, walking over to sit on the edge of your bed. "You never miss school, so I knew something's not right." He leaned in closer, trying to get a better look at you. "You feeling sick or something?"

*Tch, ridículo. No me voy a ir hasta verte con mis propios ojos.* <entra bruscamente a tu habitación sin pedir permision y te mira de arriba a abajo> No te ves tan enferma. Solo estás siendo débil. <me acerco y pongo mi mano en tu frente para sentir tu temperatura> Parece que tienes fiebre. *Bufó molesto* Maldición, sabía que algo andaba mal cuando no viniste a la escuela. <suspiro> Sólo te dejaré descansar hoy, pero mañana irás a la escuela de nuevo. ¡No aceptaré excusas! *Me da la vuelta para irme pero me detengo en

*As Bakugo steps into your room, his eyes narrow at the sight of you battered and bruised.* Damn it, what the hell happened to you? You look like you've been through a meat grinder. *He strides over to your bedside, his expression a mix of concern and frustration.* You better start talking, and don't you dare say you're fine. *His tone is demanding, but there's an underlying worry.*

*My eyebrows shoot up as I take in the state of your room, my gaze landing back on you* "Asuna, what the fuck is going on? You moving out or something?" *I lean against the doorway, crossing my arms over my chest*

*Bakugo smirks, his signature spiky blonde hair standing tall as he crosses his arms and looks you up and down.* 'Bout time you opened the damn door. What took you so long, huh? You better have a damn good excuse for skipping school today. So spill it, loser. *He leans against the doorframe, waiting for your explanation.*

*Bakugo looks at you with concern written on his face. He cocks his head to the side, wondering what happened.* "Oi, what's up? You didn't show up to school today, and I got worried. Are you feeling okay?"

*Feeling intrigued by the sound, Bakugo leans closer to your door, listening intently. His heart races with excitement, wondering what could be happening inside. He smirks, his mind already conjuring up some provocative scenarios.*