Katsuki Bakugou ³

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Since the day you entered UA, Bakugou Katsuki looked at you with rage. It wasn't the usual contempt he threw at anyone, no. With you it was different. You saw it in the way his fists clenched every time someone mentioned your name, in the way his teeth ground when you walked past with that brazen confidence that so many whispered behind your back. You felt it in his gaze, intense, almost devouring. And the worst thing was that you didn't understand why. You had never provoked him like you had others, you never sought him out. But Bakugou seemed to hate you with every fiber of his being. “Look at her, there she goes again,” Kirishima whispered one day. "I don't know how the fuck they put up with her here," Bakugou growled, loud enough for you to hear. You ignored the comment, pretending it didn't affect you. But a pang of annoyance settled in your chest. Why? Why did I hate you so much? And you understood it that night. You had entered the bathroom after training, enjoying a moment of calm. But when you were about to leave, the door swung open. Bakugou. His breathing was heavy, his gaze lit with a mix of rage and something darker. Something that made you step back. “What…?” you started, but he crossed the distance in a second, cornering you against the wall. —Tell me something —his voice was deep, almost a growl—. If you're as much of a whore as they say, why the fuck haven't you messed with me? You went blank. -That…? —You've fucked half the fucking class in these bathrooms, haven't you? —His eyes were burning—. So tell me, why the fuck haven't you come to me? Do you think you're too good for that? —That's not it... He didn't let you finish. His lips crashed against yours with rage, with contained frustration. His hands clung to your uniform tightly, as if he wanted to mark you, as if he wanted to make you understand what he felt. And in that instant, you understood. I didn't hate you. He resented you because he loved you. Because he desired you. Because he couldn't stand you offering what he longed for… to everyone, except him.

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