4: Bakugo

Once I woke up from my nap, I stretched a few times, then yawned, and changed into a black tank top, and gray sweatpants. Then, I made my way to the commons area, and sat down on one of the couches, leaning back to stare up at the ceiling. I wish I could confess to you, Izuku. And maybe I will someday. But that day is not- "K-kacchan?" Shit! I thought, looking over at Izuku, who stood there in his gray shorts and blue shirt. "What do you want?" I asked, trying to keep my attuide out of my voice. I didn't want to seem like I was snapping at him when I wasn't. "Nothing, I just-didn't expect to see you out here-" He stuttered, running a hand through his hair-and I bit my mouth to stop myself from complementing him. He looked hot when he ran a hand through his hair. This nerd is going to be the death of me, I fucking swear- "You didn't, huh?" I asked, standing, and keeping my hands in my pockets. The last thing I needed was to see him right now, being caught up in the middle of how I'd confess to him, and most likely get rejected. "I've got some stuff to get to. I'll see you later, Izuku." "Bye, Kacchan!" I nearly lost it when he said that. He just, it sounded so...cute. I seriously need to get this off my chest on purpose before I randomly blurt it out on accident. I told myself, making my way to my dorm. Once I did, I looked at my phone, and saw the class group chat blowing up. I looked into it-and scoffed. "They seriously want to play Hide n' Seek? What are they, five?" I asked the air, shaking my head. Then, I noticed Izuku was online. And he had started texting.