1 Kacchan?

Izuku's POV:

I woke up this morning with a pain in my head. It felt like someone was banging my forehead with a hammer... But I just ignored it since I couldn't miss a day of school (I needed to get good grades and become the greatest hero!) Ever since I was little I've wanted to become the world's number one pro hero: All Might. He always has a smile on his face with every person he fights or saves! It's so incredible....But his quirk has been going down a lot and I'm afraid he might not be able to use it for long. Anyways enough about that, I had to get ready.

I threw on my UA uniform and stepped outside my bedroom door. It was 5AM so I had about an hour to double check everything and eat breakfast and admire my All Might posters~ I took a few steps downstairs until I looked through the window to see Kacchan outside. It was a bit strange... he was just.... standing there? Maybe he was getting some fresh air but he looked like he was really thinking about something. I look the other few steps down until I made it to the bottom. when I walked into the kitchen I was greeted by my mum. "Good morning Midoriya! Your breakfast is on the table." I thanked her and sat down and began to eat. Not gonna lie, all I were thinking about was Kacchan while eating my breakfast. He just looked really worried for the first time...

Bakugo's POV

I woke up as the usual, to a boring, plain room. I looked at the side of my bed to see my alarm. It said exactly 5:20AM. I really couldn't be assed to get up but fuck it, I did. I searched through my wardrobe and finally found my uniform, since my mum always throws it in random places all the time. I put it on and unbuttoned a few buttons at the top near the collar which was twisted. I checked myself out before heading out of the bedroom which led to the stairs. I stomped downstairs and suddenly heard a crazy woman shout "WERE IS BAKUGO! HE BETTER GET HIS ASS DOWN HERE BEFORE I BEAT IT." I didn't even reply, I didn't feel like it. Ever since yesterday I've had this small feeling in my chest. It seemed to happen ever time I saw that shitty nerd. I just want to grab his face and ....PUNCH IT. I just couldn't stop that thing!

After spacing out a little bit I shoved the toast in my mouth my mum made and stood outside to think, think hard. Perhaps that feeling is just an emotion of anger. So much anger that it hurts. I shouldn't probably think about it.

to be continued...