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Weeks progressively passed, and you and Bakugou slowly started to get closer and closer without realization.

You both hung out more, you both could have a conversation without arguing.
If you were being honest, you liked being around him. He calmed your nerves when he wasn't yelling. And without even noticing you always ended up next to him, and vice versa.
There was just something about him that had just drawn you to him that you could never put your finger on.

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Culinary was usual. Taking notes on different additives, and substitutes.

You were tapping your pen on the table as you watched the presentation on the board slowly pass, slide by slide.

Class was nothing exciting. No talking. Just pens, pencils attaching against paper, and students typing echoed through the what seemed to be empty room.

Your eyes started to sag, and your tried to flutter your eyes open.
Finally you blacked out.

•••

You woke up and class ended.
Your eyes flittted open to see your notebook open and small pieces of scattered across the floor and on your desk.

"Love letters? Really?"
You heard a voice ask.

You look to where the voice came from.
You then saw Katsuki reading over
checks, letters, envelopes, homework, flattened origami, and even marriage proposals.
All confessing their feelings to you.

"They're just letters that I haven't had a chance to look over yet. That's all."
You explained pushing the hair from your face.

"Why do you need my notebook anyway?"

"I didn't get the notes for the first part of the lesson. So I figured you got it."
He told you while continuing to leave his seat.

"Get up and let's go. We'll be late lazy-ass."

You picked up all the pieces of paper that were previously in your notebook.
And followed Katsuki out of the classroom.

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Class was no where near over so you conversated which a few of your fellow classmates while you all took a break.

You sat your water bottle down on the ground and tilted your head to watch a figure that caught your attention once again.

"His stance isn't the problem. It's his technique."
You thought.

You continued to watch him in amusement as his anger slowly grew.

"He's so fast. He needs to calm down."

You then gave in.

"God! Sometimes I just can't handle myself!"

You left your patch of grass you and your friends had claimed and started down to the other side of the field.

"I'm using my break for this."

You got to his eye and walked behind him aligning your body with his.

"Your stance isn't the problem. You had it right the first time."
You inform him.

You used your foot to push his back to the correct position and took your hand around his neck. You grabbed his jawline and turned it towards the bullseye.

"Relax, then tighten your core when you raise your bow."

You guided his arms, and planted your hand over his on the bow.

"Look forward I want you to relax, tighten your core, then I want you to close one eye."
You instructed.

"Pull back...and shoot."

You heard a very high pitch whiop! as you watched the bow but the eye, right on the dot.

"Yeah! See how much better than felt?"
You asked

You let go, and he rolled his shoulder while looking back at the eye.

"Yeah whatever."
And walked off to take his break.

"I thought he could have been more grateful."

Bakugou reached for his water bottle and faced a wall so that no one was able to see the expression that couldn't leave his face.

He was flushed.

Pink painted his face, him too embarrassed to even face his classmates.

"What the hell is happening to me?"

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