Chapter 2

"Jealousy looks terrible on you"

Revelating in the awful account he just heard, Todoroki leaned against the lockers that lined the hallway. His fingers rested on the sides of his head, diligently applying pressure to relieve the frustration that built up inside him. He had absolutely no idea why he felt this way but no doubt he felt a fiery burst of emotion back there; it would be safe to say it was a mixture of confusion and anger that Todoroki has never felt before. Sure, he was disgusted and enraged with his own father, but this was different. Maybe he should talk to someone about it. Midoriya? But even if he were to talk to him, how would he start the topic off? 'Hey, so I heard something about Yaoyorozu and I'm pissed'?

Todoroki let out a sigh and stuffed his hands in his pockets. He didn't want to admit it, but having an unemotional personality paved way to too much trouble regarding relationships.

Wait, Todoroki stopped walking for a minute and pondered, what relationship does he even have with Yaoyorozu?

A question clouded with mystery indeed.

"Hey!" A warm voice called. It was Iida Tenya, "Todoroki, you are looking quite perplexed I must say."

Iida knows best.

"Hey," Todoroki said and noticed Midoriya waving behind the Class President, "what are you guys up to?"

"Lunch break is almost over, my good friend," Iida announced, too enthusiastically, "Care to share your worries with us, Todoroki? We could help."

Midoriya nodded as he held a yakisoba bun in his hands and Todoroki shook his head.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about a question in the homework from last night," the boy answered, and the three walked towards the classroom.

"Ah! I see! Well I could help you," Iida smiled, "Or better yet, your seatmate, , would be of better help! She is arguably the most intelligent one in the class after all!"

That struck Todoroki a little harder than it should've and without saying a word, he entered the classroom as if nothing happened. Walking towards his desk, he couldn't help but notice the empty seat beside him. Of course, Kaminari and the crew from before followed him with curious eyes, whispering and exchanging odd looks as he sat down.

"Weird," Iida scratched his head, " usually gets back to class early during breaks. Well, if your question is urgent then—"

"Iida," Todoroki butted in with a serious tone, "Nevermind it."

He sent Iida a glare without realizing it, and gritted his teeth. Iida hesitated a grin, both him and Midoriya were absolutely confused by his sudden show of aggression, and proceeded to return to his seat.

Midoriya turned to his right, examining his friend's stern expression, making a mental note to message the boy later to check up on him. Right then, the clock struck 1 and everyone scrambled around the class like bees out of a hive before Aizawa had entered.

Everyone except two people.

"Okay class," Aizawa's eyes were even duller than usual, "Let's begin."

The teacher cocked an eyebrow and started to scan the room, mouth forming a thin line as he noticed the two absentees.

"Where are –"

"Here…we…are!"

Panting, Todoroki noticed first thing, was what the creation heroine was doing as she latched onto the doorframe. Her appearance suggested she either ran a marathon or biked ten miles as pieces of hair flew over her flushed face. Sweat beading on her porcelain skin, she looked back waving her arms frantically at a hidden figure behind the doorway.

"Bakugou…hurry up," she cried, and looked back at Aizawa, apology written all over her expression, "I'm so sorry everyone. Bakugou and I were half way across the campus."

As if on cue, Mineta moaned in despair while Kaminari snickered. Jirou could only covered her face in agony. The rumours were true after all.

"Hey it wasn't my fault!" Bakugou yelled and stomped in, hands raised. Aizawa didn't seem like he cared and gestured for the two to take their places. Lesson started as usual, yet Todoroki couldn't help but glance over at the girl once in a while, and then to a certain blond.

His hands balled up into a fist. Confrontation wasn't his forte but now it will be.

Aizawa left the classroom as the sun set, signalling the end of the day. Everyone started to pack up as the classroom bustled with joyful voices. The girl beside him was in the middle of a heated conversation with Jirou, he noticed, leaving no openings for him to cut in. She was gathering her stationery and organizing them neatly in her pencil case. Yaoyorozu began to follow her best friend out the door prompting Todoroki to shoot up from his seat in protest. He had to stop her from leaving now!

He knocked the chair over behind him and opened his mouth to say something when he noticed he was a few seconds too late. She was already out the door. Donning a look of defeat, he caught a familiar voice in the other side of the room and saw Bakugou and Kirishima talking up a storm.

Without a second thought, the boy strided over to the two. Bakugou shifted a little, curious as to why one of his rivals were looking at him with such vex, and was greeted with a powerful tug to his collar.

"Hey what the f—" Bakugou yelled, eyes wide. Kirishima looked taken aback at the sudden change of events, and he dashed forward to try and pry Todoroki away from the blond boy.

"What's with you Todoroki?" Kirishima exclaimed, "Calm down!"

"Bakugou…" Todoroki's voice was unexpectedly calm and collected, contrasting hugely with his actions, "Explain to me why you were with Yaoyorozu today at lunch."

Bakugou, although slightly restricted, let out a whole-hearted laugh laced with a slight vileness.

Oh two-face asked for it, he thought, this is gonna be fun alright.

~Author's note: The story's starting off a little slow but chapter 3 onwards will be when things get heated :D Hope you enjoyed this chapter and I wanna thank LISTILLA.11 and FireDusk for the lovely reviews! (I can't wait to write Bakugou toying with the situation and todo is a lil dramatic ain't he, haha)