In the following days, the blond couldn't get you out of his mind. It was polar, he thought, seeing you so serious in class. But you were so carefree in your room.
Bakugou studied you carefully and quietly. He was so lovestruck it disgusted him. The future number one hero whipped in puppy love? Over an American no less.
Not that he minded subconsciously, as the two of you danced and sang carefree in your third year dorm, just as he had seen you do two years ago.
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The Book for Weebs
FanfictionEverything I've written on Tiktok and some personalized writings :) Will include content or trigger warnings if necessary
