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Bakugou Katsuki

You never liked being in a crowd. Too many people touching you, too little space to breath. You even had panic attack because of it in the past. So when the alarm rang in U.A., and all the students tried to leave the building you currently were in, it became hell.

Your body was swept away and suddenly your feets didn’t touch the ground anymore. You were going to scream, cry and kill someone. Maybe not in this order. But before the panic had time to really kick in an explosion detonated behind you.

It was your fellow classmate, Bakugou Katsuki. He had and angry look, worse than usually, and you could tell, you knew him since elementary even though he probably didn’t remember you.. Because of the explosion everybody had took a step back from him and they all seemed more concentrated on him than on the alarm. And you could guess he was going to explode in insult in a minute.

Your eyes meet him and he frowned. He took a step in your direction and with a strong arm got you out of the crowd. The other students were staring, waiting for his next move.

“Get the f**k out of our way, extras.”

And without more explanation you were dragged out of the room. Katsuki walked until he found a spot free of any sign of life. You thought he would let go of your arm, but he didn’t. He looked at you with his usual anger and, you thought, a little bit of worry.

“Are you completely stupid ?”

Your throat became sore and you were suddenly unable to answer.

“Seeing you panic in middle school was enough. I thought you were stronger now.”

So he did remember, actually.

“It not my fault !”

You felt the need to defend yourself but he just shrugged.

“Stay close to me until your not a weak a*s anymore.”

It sounded more like an order than anything but his warm hand on the top of your head was comforting and tender. You could do with that.

The alarm stopped, breaking the moment. And after a little head movement, Bakugou left you here with a heart beating too quickly and pink cheeks.