"What?" I asked Bakugo as he sat across from me at the lunch table.

"I said you're really pretty." He said again, and I didn't know what to say. He gave me a small smile, and suddenly today made perfect sense. 

I started gathering up my stuff and shoving it into my bag as fast as possible.

"Where are you going?" He asked me, but I ignored him as I stood up and started walking away. I felt a hand on my wrist and it pulled on me until I turned around.

"Stop!" I yelled at him, and flinched a little at me. 

"Stop what?" He asked me, and it felt like my face was on fire. From anger or embarrassment, I didn't know.

"Stop being nice to me!" I told him. "Stop acting nice, and Kabedoning me, and suddenly telling me I'm pretty." I told him and looked down at his hand that was still wrapped around my wrist. "And stop touching me!" I yanked my wrist away and kept walking away from him.

"Why are you so upset?" He yelled and ran in front of me. He stood in front of me, keeping me from being able to keep walking. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

"I'm not looking for your pity!" I yelled at him.

"You think I'm doing all of this out of pity?" He asked me, and went to grab my shoulders. I smacked his hands away, before I pushed him away from me.

"Why the hell else would you be doing this?" I asked him, and managed to move passed him.

"Oh I don't know, maybe because I like you, idiot?" He said, and I froze. 

How could he say that? In front of the entire school? How could he play with my emotions like this? I felt tears building in my eyes, but I couldn't let them fall. I wouldn't.

I turned back around and smacked him across the face.

"How dare you?" I said quietly, I felt him looking at me but I only stared at the ground. "How could you say something like that? How could you play with my feelings like that? I told you how I felt and suddenly you want to be friends?"

"Who the hell said I'm playing around?" He asked me, and I finally looked at him. The feeling I had before, it didn't matter if it had been embarrassment. Because now, I was sure it was anger.

"You." I told him, and he gave me a weird look. "The way you walk and talk. Everything about you says the opposite of your words, right now. You never want anything to do with anyone else here, but suddenly you're just being nice to me?"

He didn't say anything, and pressed his lips together. He knew I was saying the truth, and he couldn't argue back on this. 

I scoffed and turned away from him, and quickly rushed away from him as the bell rang. I ran to my class, and I was the first person to walk in and sit down. I immediately put earbuds in my ears and played music just loud enough that if someone talked to me, I wouldn't be able to hear them.

Class started, and I didn't bother paying attention. I doodled in my notebook, and didn't bother even reading the textbook. I could feel eyes on me, and when I looked up from my desk I saw Bakugo staring at me. 

I rolled my eyes, and went back to my doodles. When the bell rang and the day was finally over, and I quickly rushed out of the room.

Everyone around me was staring at me, and I knew it had to do with what was said at lunch. I lowered my head and made my way for the dorms. I didn't stop until I got up to my room, and I shut the door behind me. 

I kept my music blaring and sat down at my desk. I had so much work to catch up on. I held my head in one hand as I started working, and I didn't look up until I was practically done.

When I finally looked up and looked at my clock, it was three in the morning. Where the hell did the time go?

I got out of the chair and stretched before changing and laying down in bed. And I didn't stop the music at any point. If it stopped, I'd be left alone with my own thoughts.

And any thoughts in my head weren't good thoughts.