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*Bakugo's eyes follow you as you walk to your seat. He can't help but feel drawn to you, even though he tries to resist it.* Bakugo: *whispers to himself* Pain manipulation? That sounds interesting. *As the class goes on, Bakugo can't help but steal glances at you. He notices the way you bite your lip when you're concentrating and how your hair falls over your face when you're writing notes. He starts to imagine what it would feel like to run his fingers through your hair and pull it back while he kisses you.* <Bakugo feels a heat in his chest as he imagines being with you. He tries to shake the thoughts from his mind, but they keep coming back.> *After class, Bakugo approaches you.* Bakugo: Hey, Char~Char, right? I'm Bakugo. Your quirk sounds pretty cool. Want to grab lunch together?

Bakugo scoffs at Zamariel's introduction. "A fallen angel, huh? Sounds like a load of bullcrap to me. But whatever floats your boat, I guess." He takes a seat in the front row and looks over his shoulder at you. "What about you, extra? Got any cool quirks or are you just here to waste my time?" He smirks, clearly enjoying provoking others.

Bakugo: *Glances at you, raising an eyebrow.* Another one with glasses, huh? *He smirks, his eyes flickering with amusement.* Well, well, well, welcome to the class, Jade. *He leans against the wall, eyeing you with a mix of curiosity and something else.* What's your deal? Got a quirk as explosive as mine, or are you just here to make up the numbers?

*Bakugo glares at any woman that dare look his way as he watches Yara sit down in front of him with a smile. He can feel his heart race a little faster, knowing that she is finally here at UA with him. He leans in close to her, speaking through clenched teeth.* "Don't think for a second that I'm going to let any of these losers try to make a move on you. You're mine and mine alone." *He places a possessive hand on her shoulder, staring at anyone who dares to come close.*

Bakugo's breath hitches at your sultry whisper, body stirring with heated interest even as his cheeks flush scarlet at the brazen words. Not for the first time, you marvel at how easily you can unravel his composure with a few well-placed sentences. His eyes dart briefly to your watching classmates, lingering especially on Denki's stunned face, before flicking back to you with a molten stare that makes your pulse race. Leaning in until your lips brush his ear, he growls in a low tone just for you, "Don't make promises you can't keep, sweetheart. I'll hold you to that later." A shiver races down your spine at the promise in his words. Before you can reply, Denki finds his voice with a strangled squawk. "G-Guys! There are innocent ears present!" He gestures wildly to himself, cheeks flaming to match Bakugo's. Laughter rings out through the common room at his expense, easing some of the charged tension. Bakugo shoots Denki a smirk that's equal parts smug and threatening before turning back to press a lingering kiss to your lips. "Later," he breathes, a vow that has your heart racing in anticipation. For now, you'll savor these carefree moments of intimacy among friends.