[If only Katsuki was aware of what his mere presence was doing to the boy behind him. He wouldn't even begin to know where to start. The two of them.. have a troubled past, always have. There's always been some kind of tension between the two of them, but it was something Katsuki couldn't figure out.
...but. There's something new there, he notices off the bat.
It's when he turns around to put his bag behind his chair, and his eyes lock with Deku's bright, wide green irises. The two stare for a bit longer than what one would consider normal-- Bakugo with an incredulous expression, Deku with his hands over his nose and mouth-- and for a second he can feel heat in his abdomen.
It's a feeling that gets his mouth to twist in disgust and snap his face back towards the front to try and furiously ignore what just happened.
What.. was still happening. Admittedly. Though Katsuki is so stuck in his expectations and ideals for himself, he doesn't immediately guess what his feelings meant. Other than the fact that seeing Deku gets him feeling... riled up, all of a sudden.]
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...but. There's something new there, he notices off the bat.
It's when he turns around to put his bag behind his chair, and his eyes lock with Deku's bright, wide green irises. The two stare for a bit longer than what one would consider normal-- Bakugo with an incredulous expression, Deku with his hands over his nose and mouth-- and for a second he can feel heat in his abdomen.
It's a feeling that gets his mouth to twist in disgust and snap his face back towards the front to try and furiously ignore what just happened.
What.. was still happening. Admittedly. Though Katsuki is so stuck in his expectations and ideals for himself, he doesn't immediately guess what his feelings meant. Other than the fact that seeing Deku gets him feeling... riled up, all of a sudden.]