Attention

The next two days of the training camp, Class 1-B joined Class 1-A in training with their quirk. The students worked on improving their quirks differently with a different exercise. Y/N decided to focus on her training since that was her top priority at the moment anyway. To be honest that was good for her and what distracted her from whatever happened the day before.

But good things don't last long.

As evening arrived and the time came for the students to eat dinner, they remembered what they were explained the previous day - the Pussycats won't cook the food. Instead, they provided the students with the ingredients to make curry. While every other student were too tired to even think about cooking, somehow Tenya's encouragement brought back the spirit to work together again.

But well, cooking wasn't exactly enough to make Y/N forget about how she was an extra to Bakugou. As the girls were separating the vegetables on the table, ready to cut it into pieces, her eyes kept searching for the blond. He was standing with the others near the stove, who were working on lighting it up.

But god, it made her feel stupid. Stupid how she was still looking for him after what he said. Stupid how a smile covered her face when she saw him bickering with her classmates. Stupid how...how a simple glance from him made her blush.

She quickly averted her gaze and cleared her throat towards the girls in front of her. "Cut the potatoes, will ya?" Mina said passing her the potatoes she washed and peeled. Y/N smiled and with a sigh of relief she started doing her part of work.

Dinner wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Well, ofcourse apart from the tiring day, when you put effort in cooking something it always tastes amazing.

"Can you eat by yourself or..." Kyoka asked concerned, "I think it's best if I feed you today."

"Honestly I keep thinking about what Momo said. It's probably better if I eat by myself. It's good for training!" Y/N chuckled, holding her shaking right hand.

"Shut the fuck up," Kyoka said and took her plate, feeding her the dinner.

Yes, training was a bit hard and using her hands excessively made it shake. On the top of that, she decided to cut the potatoes and ended up cutting a little bit of her finger. So, Kyoka decided to do what was best for her stupid best friend.

"Did you talk to him?" she asked.

"I did actually and um.." Y/N gulped down her food and said, "let's just say I didn't like his answer."

"What did he say?"

Y/N chuckled and fiddled her fingers, "He called me an extra."

Kyoka knew how much she hated the word, especially if it came from Bakugou but tried to be a bit positive for her friend, "He calls everyone an extra."

"Really? I never heard him call Kirishima an extra," she looked down with a painful smile on her face.

Kyoka sighed and fed her another spoon, "You know what, there's no use in sugarcoating the words. Look if he's calling you an extra even now, I think it's a signal for you to stop being in this one-sided friendship."

"Maybe...I'll try I guess," she said, "I think it's better to focus on my training."

"Damn right. But yeah don't be stupid and overwork yourself like you did today. I get that it's...not easy but distracting yourself from the problem only means you're stalling from facing it. Eventually you have to deal with it."

"God, can you for once try to be fake and like cheer me up?"

"No," Kyoka smiled, "Besides, you're both the problem here. He's being a dick and you think it's okay to be friends even when he doesn't acknowledge it. Take your time but fucking get to it."

[ TIME SKIP ]

The third day of training, Y/N decided to take Kyoka's advice.

Well, only a little bit. She ignored Bakugou instead of slowly retreating herself from the friendship. She needed time to deal with it and for now, training was mostly important to her.

And Bakugou noticed it too. She was looking at him lesser than usual. Sure, it made him feel relieved but at the same time, if he was being honest, he wanted her to look.

He wanted her attention.

Something that he loathes when it came from his other classmates if it's excessive. Bakugou knew she tried to talk to him like the way she usually did, but the thing is, when he's aware of her feelings it's hard to ignore. And he didn't know what to do about this information. Talking to Kirishima meant endless teasing, and he didn't want to be a part of it. But her feelings..he didn't know how to handle it. The only possible solution was to pretend like nothing happened and go back to how things were earlier.

He was more observant now when it came to her. He could feel her bitter mood just by looking and whether he liked it or not, in the end he knew he just can't deny this thing they had - call it friendship or study buddies. But when he thought about it, somehow he didn't like to imagine Y/N stopping it. He didn't want her to treat her like the others. He didn't want to let go of how he can affect her.

He just needed some time to get over this bullshit, right? It would go away after a few months.

As dinner time arrived, the students got ready to prepare their meal again.

Y/N went towards the table, getting ready to do her part of work when she noticed Bakugou standing in her place. She quietly stood staring at him, wondering if she should ask him to move after ignoring his presence the whole day. But to be honest, she didn't even know if he even noticed her the whole day in the first place.

Deciding that her feelings shouldn't be in the way of her work, she approached him. "Uh hey, that's kind of my job."

Bakugou who was cutting potatoes like a pro, stopped for a moment and said, "You are needed elsewhere. Start up the fire or something, don't disturb me. You are bad at this anyway."

Y/N noticed the perfectly sliced potatoes and turned to go to Momo, for instructions. Bakugou looked at her retreating figure and then his eyes went towards her hand, on the little band-aid on her finger. Surely she has handled worse than this.

But...it annoyed him to watch her struggle the day before. She was bad at this and he in no way was going to allow her to ruin the food....

....or her hands. Whatever.

Y/N got to cook the food instead. She cooked a curry with all the ingredients prepared by the others.

[ TIME SKIP ]

"We've filled our bellies and clean the dishes! It's time for test of courage!" Pixie Bob said as Aizawa took the remedial students to study while the others stayed behind to play the mini-game.

Class B will start as scarers and be in their positions while Class A will leave in pairs and walk around the forest and collect tags with their names in end of the routes. The only rule was that Class B wasn't allowed to make any physical contact, but they can use their quirks to scare the students.

"Pairs, huh?" Y/N muttered as her eyes went towards Bakugou, and released a tiny gasp. He was looking at her, but she couldn't understand why. Cause he was surely looking at her like he usually did but this time she noticed something more in his eyes. She couldn't pinpoint it. And before she began to overthink it, she decided to look away, concentrating on the instructions.

A blush covered her face as she thought of it. It would be a lie if she said she didn't imagine this before. A girl and a guy together in a scary house? It gave both of them a sense of closeness and comfort. She imagined herself, holding onto Bakugou's arm during the game, while he kept his usual demeanor. And then someone scares them, she hugs him close...

...and then Bakugou slaps her to Mars. Cause let's be real, Bakugou already found her presence annoying. It always feels better in imagination, doesn't it?

The pairs were decided randomly by drawing papers including their names and Y/N ended up with someone she drifted away from since the course began.

"How's it going fanboy?" she asked approaching her partner.

"It has been a while Y/N," Midoriya said, smiling.