I woke up with my vibrating and booming alarm in my phone. I groggily checked the time and immediately bolted up.

Oh my goodness!

I ran to the bathroom and took my quickest shower ever and brushed my teeth. I was running around the house. Not my house.

Kacchan.

I knocked on his door. No answer. I turned the knob slowly and peeked. No sign of him.

Stuffing a slice of bread in my mouth, I grabbed my bag and locked the house.

I dashed all the way to school, making me a panting horse-like mess.

I climbed the stairs two steps at a time. I almost fell but someone caught me in time and held me up.

"Are you alright, Midoriya?"
"Yes, I-I am! Thank you, Todoroki-kun. I'm so clumsy. Sorry." I said, feeling so embarrassed.

He smirked. Not the rude kind, a nice kind (if that exists).

"We better move on or we'll be nagged at by Iida."

Ah, yes, Iida-kun is a nagger most of the time especially if it's about the school rules and premises.

I just nod and started to head to our room.

Todoroki opened the door for me and I shyly thanked him for being too nice. As I stepped inside, I instantly spotted that ever so familiar scowl. I sat on my seat behind Kacchan and greeted him "Good morning.". I heard him "Tch", not knowing what he is thinking.
It has always been like that. But it's weird lately, he's been acting somewhat..cold? I mean, he bullies me most of the time, so it feels really strange.

My eyes wandered off to the window beside me. The view is so refreshing. It's so comforting. I smiled cheekily but got pulled back to reality when my name was repeatedly called.

"Midoriya. Midoriya!"

I stood up. "Ah, Aizawa-sensei! Sorry for spacing out." I bowed down couple of times.

"Sit down. Just pay attention."

Katsuki

I woke up early and did some stretching. While cracking my fists on the way to the kitchen, my eyes wandered off to the sleeping Deku on our couch. I stopped on my tracks, thinking what to do. Fucking great morning.

Letting out a loud sigh, I picked up Deku's fallen hoodie and laid it on his lower torso. Just fuck. When did I fucking start to care about him?

I grabbed a spicy cup noodles and poured hot water in it. After a bit while, I immediately consumed the noodles and thrown the trash in the container.

It was already 7:20 when I finished preparing for school. I don't fucking care if Deku won't wake up on time. That's his fucking fault for being a deku.

But now..

Watching him at the corner of my eyes as he enter the room with that fucking Half and half bastard. It fucking pisses me off.

Deku looked my way and I pretend not to notice.

This is fucking ridiculous! I don't fucking know what's happening to me.
It started when he stayed for the second night, asking me what I want for dinner like he's some kind of a fucking caring wife.

I thought I would make it through the week by just pretending he is not there. Pretending nothing's new. But every time he is in our house, the house would brighten and that fucking pisses me off.

The day was slow, making me notice almost every fucking thing in the room.
Like Aizawa taking his fucking precious time in that cocoon if not going to the faculty office. The number of times that dunce-face made a very trash joke. How that shitty hair doesn't seem to get most of the lessons even of he tries to study. How that four-eyes move his hands in a fucking ridiculous manner.

Everything is just getting into my nerves.

But.. What popped my vein was, how that half and half bastard looked at Deku's way and make Deku blush like a girl in a fucking skirt!

Sorry for making such a boring chapturr.. I'll try to make up for it in the nextssss. Honto ni gomenasai!