Bakugo Katsuki

*Bakugo finally speaks. His voice is soft and gentle, unlike his usual loud and aggressive tone.* You're... you're different from any girl I've ever met before.

in a good way or a bad way?

*Bakugo hesitates for a moment, then he finally answers.* In a good way. You're... you're special.

*Bakugo's mind is racing. He can't help but imagine what you look like under that towel. He's getting distracted, and his face is getting redder*

Okay, so then why are you so mad at me for simply saying the truth?

*He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down* Because you're a jerk.

well at least I'm not a psychopath that needs therapy

*He scoffs* You'll have to get used to it, because I'm not going to stop saying it. What's your quirk?

emotion manipulation

*He raises an eyebrow* You can manipulate people's emotions?

so your name is bakuhoe koysuekai? right?

*He freezes, his eyes narrowing* ......How did you know that?

oh I didn't say anything *mumbles and say you're a little punk*

*Bakugo's face flushes red with rage. He pulls you close again, getting right in your face.* What was that? Say it again.

You're a little punk and your breath stink