If you were to ask Katsuki Bakugou who the most attractive person in the world was he would answer with complete honesty- Katsuki Bakugou. In his eyes nobody is hotter than the explosive soon to be number one hero. He had everything- he was smart, he was chiseled, he was fucking powerful. Nobody could compare to him and he was well aware of it.

That's why whenever he took care of his "pesky teenage urges" the one person he thought about was himself. To anyone else, that might be narcissism to the nth degree but to Bakugou it was just logic. Ever since he was old enough to jerk off he thought about himself. Why wouldn't he? Everyone else around his age were super gross and riddled with pimples. He never had to face that problem due to his quirk. His skin was always smooth as silk, just another reason why he was the object of his own desires.

He spent the night like he spent most nights ever since everyone moved into the dorms- gazing at his own visage. The past couple of weeks had been particularly stressful for the explosive blonde. He was kidnapped when they started their training camp, he failed the license exam (though so did that half and half bastard), and to top it all off he got in a fight with Deku where he was sure Deku let him win. All that stress wasn't good for him so he needed an outlet to unload all that stress.

All of the students were allowed to adorn their rooms with their own interest and Bakugou knew immediately what he wanted- a mirror on the ceiling. Jerking himself off before was simple enough- he just had to think about himself. But now, he was able to look at the body that drove him wild night after night and it was fucking amazing. He actually found himself keeping his cool for longer because of how good he was able to get himself off. Maybe in a couple of months he might prove all those fuckers who called him "volatile" wrong.

But for now, Bakugou was content on basking in the sight of himself. His cock was in hands as he began stroking his own shaft. The fact that any loss of self-control could cause his dick to explode made this all the more amazing. He had to maintain his self-control while getting himself off. Nothing made him more excited than a challenge.

Just as Bakugou was getting ready for the climax, something went wrong. He was fucking himself alright, but someone else flashed in his mind. Chestnut brown hair, pink stained cheeks, and a dazzling smile. The image of Uraraka in his mind's eye was a bit too much for Bakugou and he quickly shook his head to dispel such thoughts. What the fuck was he thinking about? His eyes went back to the sexy as fuck man in the mirror as he continued stroking his member.

Once again Uraraka popped back in his head but this time he couldn't stop himself from thinking about her. The first image that flashed in his head was her in that damned cheerleader outfit that fucking Grapist and Pikachu tricked her into wearing. It was fucking stupid that she fell for those idiot's tricks. The fact she willingly did that dumbass cheer routine giving to her...the one that caused to skirt to hike up and exposed her fleshy thighs, the one that caused her breasts to bounce every time she took a leap because she neglected to wear a bra and holy shit those tits were like-

He shook his head again...what the fuck was happening to him? He couldn't afford to think about anyone else right now let alone Round Face. He needed to finish his session since he couldn't imagine anything worse than himself being blueballed. One way or another, that's gonna end up with something blowing up.

For the third time of the night, he had his cock in his hands and for the third time of the night he imagined Uraraka. This time she was naked and holy fucking shit did she have a body! He pictured her right on top of him, bouncing on his cock, the ever-present blush that was on her cheeks were the only things that illuminated the dark room. In his mind's eye Bakugou's hands were gripping those firm tits while she fucking begged for more. Her cunt was stretched wide by his ravenous cock and he loved how her velveteen walls just enveloped him. The best part of all this was how he was able to reduce Uraraka into little more than a wild animal, begging and screaming for more. Yes…he was that fucking good. Uraraka wouldn't be able to live with anyone else after he was done with her, that much was for sure-

"Ahh!"

Shit...he came. He fucking came to Uraraka. Not just that, he came to the image of fucking Uraraka senseless. This wasn't good at all. He couldn't be thinking of someone like her.

Well...that wasn't entirely fair. Uraraka proved time and time again that she wasn't just some fragile flower who could get pushed around. Sure, there was a time where he was disappointed that she seemed to be obsessed with fucking Deku (he was solely concerned with her diminishing performance, honestly) but it seemed that Uraraka bounced back from that crush. After that, she resumed being the badass he knew he could be. Hell, she even started hitting the gym with Shitty Hair and his frog girlfriend more.

And holy shit did working out with Shitty Hair and his Frog Face really work on for her. Bakugou quickly got his phone and scrolled through Kirishima's Instagram page. Most of it were of him and Tsuyu doing couple shit but every now and then he would catch a pic of her. He was lucky that Kirishima managed to snag a video of her doing squats because her ass looked fucking phenomenal

Shit...he just realized that he began lusting over Uraraka once again. He had to be objective here- getting caught up in a relationship while in school would just be an unnecessary distraction. He still had to maintain his spot in the pecking order when it came to grades and strength

Then again...a lot of his classmates seemed to be able to do to just that and still find a way to still be alright with school shit. Icy Hot was involved with that fucking vine girl from that class full of extras, Kirishima's grades seemed to actually improve once he started dating that frog girl. Hell, Even Deku was getting some action with Raccoon eyes. If those guys could afford to date and still do shit at UA, how hard could it be?

But did he really have a thing for Uraraka? He had to make sure that he craved her body rather than just being the first hot girl his mind latched on to. He did what he assumed was the simple solution- try to jerk off to the thought every other girl in his class and his other friends and see what happens.

The first girl that popped in his head was that illusion girl he and Icy Hot became friends with. She was pretty hot and he had to admit and it was easy enough to get his mind racing with the possibilities of fucking a girl with the ability to make any scenario happen. For a while, he was happy that this was going well. Unfortunately, the fantasy fell apart when she opened her mouth and screamed "THIS IS FUCKING LIT!"

"Fuck no!" he grunted before moving down the list

Ponytail was hot enough as well. But once again he couldn't bring himself to jack off to her. He just kept thinking of her lecturing him while fucking and nothing turned him off more than a know it all.

He was thankful that he couldn't even think of getting off to Frog face. He didn't want to be the type of fucker that gets a crush on one of his best friends' girl. Shitty Hair and her were good for each other.

Jirou was a bitch so she didn't even register. Though he had to admit- she was a pretty good singer.

He forgot that Invisibitch existed so she was off the list.

He thanked whatever deity was out there that he couldn't jack off to the image of Raccoon Eyes. Nothing would be more embarrassing than falling in love with someone who was head over heels for fucking Deku.

With everyone else down, he had to face the facts- he wanted to fuck Uraraka. That was something. He was going to confront the fact that the first thing that he thought of was her cute smile and not her naked in the morning. Right now, he was tired as fuck.

"Are you going to touch your food at some point, Bakugou?"

"Wha-? Mind your fucking business Four Eyes!"

"I believe that I should ask you the same thing…"

Bakugou growled "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"If you were staring any harder at Uraraka, your eyes just might pop out of your skull…"

"I'm not staring at anyone dumbass, she's sitting in the table across from us. Not everything I do has a deeper meaning."

Iida took a sip of his orange juice "I suppose if one were to develop an infatuation with one of our classmates, Uraraka would be a suitable candidate. She is quite fetching and has a wonderful personality."

Bakugou gave him a mocking laugh "You actually think I'm in love with fucking Uraraka?! For one of the smartest fuckers in our class you sure are dumb!"

A sly smile appeared on Iida's face "I was suggesting that you thought she was attractive but I suppose "in love" would be an apt descriptor for your feelings."

Iida fucking got him.

"You think you're fucking clever?" he growled at the speedster, who seemed unfazed by everything.

"I had a hunch when you used the term "in love" but you pretty much confirmed my rather flimsy suspicions since you are currently seething with anger."

"Shut up"

"You wear your heart on your sleeve Bakugou, and I respect that. But it also means you're a terrible liar"

"Shut up"

"I am friends with Uraraka, so if you need-"

"Listen Iida, I don't have any feelings for Uraraka!"

Iida clicked his tongue "It won't do you any good to try and suppress your feelings. Bottling up one's emotions will make them explode later, and in your case that statement will be literal."

Bakugou had to admit, Iida was right. Letting all of this shit fester will only cause problems later down the line. The thing was- Iida was wrong, he needed someone to fuck and not some emotional bullshit. Uraraka just happened to be the person that caught his eyes.

"Okay, Fine! I find Uraraka hot and that's fucking it! I don't want to deal with any relationship shit though so you could drop any fucking advice you want to give me."

Iida dragged his palm down his face "Why must you be so difficult even when you admit the truth? Trying to mask your admiration for Uraraka under the guise of physical attraction won't help you in the slightest-"

"I JUST THINK URARAKA'S HOT, DUMBASS!"

It was only after those words left Bakugou's mouth did he realize that he just yelled that in the cafeteria.

In front of all his classmates.

God fucking dammit.