"The discovery of his love"

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Kirishima had noticed one detail in particular.

Midoriya was a very cute boy.

That is, he knew that he was cute in all his facets, but he didn't not imagine that he would be someone so given to being cute, that it made him think that if he spent a lot of time with him, perhaps he would end up liking him more than a classmate.

The reason why he found him cute is because he has lived with him a lot during the last days when Todoroki took it upon himself to stalk the shadow of his best friend. The plan could be very distorted at the beginning of putting it together, but Mina specially designed it to be understood that way, despite the fact that her ingenuity and feminine creativity led her to carry it out, so that not even the explosive boy would notice her tricks.

Either way, Todoroki was doing a good job, sticking to the explosive boy like bubble gum. And knowing Bakugou, he would soon explode with the immense impatience that was so clear and detailed on his features that in less than the stipulated time, he would tear the room a thousand pieces with his anger drawn from him. Although, it should be noted that Bakugou was a quiet boy. He didn't wreck or anything like it. He was calm as long as nobody bothered him.

On the other hand, Midoriya was labeled as another calm boy, with a kind and smiling personality, with a bright smile, well-intentioned and someone who worked hard to help others who needed support and understanding.

But, within the calm and radiant facet of him, he was hiding someone with a lot of power and potency to act in moments that required a cold and strategic mind. And Midoriya was that person.

The opposing poles of the childhood friends in the room, prompted reflection, because they are so different, but at the same time so similar in almost any area. Excluding, expensive was, the kind of personality they both possessed separately.

Kirishima spent much of his time in the company of his and Midoriya's friends. None of his friends dared to approach Bakugou during the week, which greatly influenced the explosive boy's behavior, since his usual calm demeanor and few friends, he was irritated most of the day, because he was followed by Todoroki, as if it were his shadow.

The idea of making Todoroki the pawn of the plan was excellent. He would credit Mina for thinking of that all-important fact, as was the bicolor boy in his group.

At lunchtime, Kirishima laughed at Todoroki's ridiculousness by forcibly sitting at the table where Bakugou was still eating lunch and scowling. He was exalted and released a string of pests to the bichromatic, who was unfazed by his screams.

"Go with your filthy friends, half and half! Why do you bother me? I'm sick of your silly company!'' Bakugou's screams echoed throughout the cafeteria, followed by sparks coming from his palms. In truth, he was upset by his company. "Get the hell out of here! Get out of my sight! Get out! Get out!"

And apparently he wasn't the only one laughing at the situation. Kaminari, Sero and Mina also laughed out loud, every time something like that happened in the cafeteria, or in any other part of the school.

"It was a good idea to put Bakugou and Todoroki together," Kaminari commented, rubbing shoulders with Mina at the cafeteria table.

"Of course It was," Mina bragged, puffing out her chest with pure pride. "Those two don't fit into anything and putting them together is a delight to watch."

"The only thing they fit into is that they're the best in the class," Sero said.

"Well, yeah," Kaminari included. "But, their personalities don't go hand in hand either, especially Bakugou and Midoriya's. Those two repel each other so much it's scary"

All three nodded. Although, Kirishima doubted that argument, since there was something in all of it that prompted him not to see them as two people who repel each other because they are different, but rather complement each other because of the difference that separates them.

He didn't know why he thought that way about the two of them, but he couldn't help but think that it was that way, how they weren't best friends so far.

Bakugou is too proud and Midoriya is too submissive.

But in what they are alike, in addition to having material to be good companions, they are both stubborn.

Stubbornness was written on their foreheads in permanent ink.

Those two are stubborn to death.

They are ruled by stubbornness, guided by the thought flooded between who is right and repelled by their own ideals.

Kirishima wasn't right, but neither was he wrong about what his eyes captured on both sides of the coin. The same coin that united and combined them in the same place.

However, he would not make any more conjectures about the same situation until he was right and found who is supposed to be the person his best friend likes. He wouldn't make any more assumptions until this point.

When the week came to an end, they hadn't found any answer that would reveal whether Bakugou liked Todoroki, because what they found was mere indifference and pure hatred on his part.

Kirishima concluded that no. Bakugou did not like the bichromatic boy in his classroom, since his responses towards his approximations, implied a kind of irritation on his side, a solid indifference and lack of feeling in his idioms to address Todoroki, since his Growing irritation and words in the midst of her screams betrayed the great annoyance her presence produced in him.

Of course, what Kirishima could find within all the unfounded hatred on the part of the explosive boy, is that there was a tiny part that reflected a mixture between envy and jealousy, which he still did not identify. But that both emotions went hand in hand. In the same insult.

He guessed it was because of what happened at the sports festival that could trigger envy in Bakugou, but jealousy?

What could have been the jealousy that he found in his red eyes when he looked Todoroki in the face?

Kirishima managed to identify the jealousy in a person, but not with respect to whom the blissful jealousy was due.

He appreciated having due attention to detail, but his eyes still couldn't make out the way feelings were detailed in people's overall gaze. In short, it was necessary to rule out the other members of Midoriya's group, to be completely sure of the situation in which he and his friends got into on their own.

Either way, he didn't expect to find the answer as soon as he proposed to indiscreetly pull Uraraka into the arms of the blond, who looked at her contemptuously as characterized by his frown and gruff voice, or when he pushed Iida so that they collided shoulders, or also that he discreetly pushed Uraraka so that there was a slight brush of hands in the corridors. Those people didn't make the explosive boy react any differently than the ones he used to react to when they invaded his personal space.

No, no, nothing like that.

Bakugou didn't react to the brush of hands with Uraraka, or to the shock of the shoulders of Iida.

He discovered it by chance.

It turns out that on Saturday afternoon as they were leaving school, he forgot a notebook in the classroom. He turned away because of his clumsiness. He made his way through the corridors of the school without much difficulty, finding his usual path to his classroom.

And there Bakugou stood, stiff as a piece of mechanics between the stairs and the hallway. His eyes weren't fixed on him, who was heading to the room, but fixed on something else. In this case, someone else.

Kirishima stepped behind an awning, peering into the hallway.

Who could it be? He was curious.

Could it be that he is the person that I have intuited so much that it was?

Who the hell could it be?

Plunged into his mental issues, he didn't anticipate Midoriya leaving the classroom in the company of Todoroki. Midoriya laughed brightly, dazzling. And Todoroki just nodded at his laugh.

Kirishima realized the situation as precarious, as precise.

Bakugou looked longingly at the green figure of his classmate. His reddish orbs were stuck in his laugh.

He had never seen that face on Bakugou in the time he had known him.

His tough demeanor didn't hide what his eyes were projecting.

Kirishima covered his mouth to keep from crying out at the discovery he had just made in his lonely moment.

How is it that he did not see the obvious signs of the blond, if everything indicated that this was the true answer to his assumptions?

He had already found the person his best friend liked.

It couldn't be more clearer than the water.

Bakugou liked Midoriya.

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NOTE: The explosive boy likes the green ball of sunshine.

What will happen next?