A month has passed and neither of the boys have given in. They both sit side by side in silence, amongst the calming breeze. Yet even so, every couple days a short conversation will spark, or sly insults will be thrown around. 

Yet as each day passed Katsuki would get angrier. This asshole was here trying to take HIS spot that HE, HIMSELF found. The guy even has the audacity to not eat. So this Todoroki guy takes his spot, during lunch, and doesn't even eat. How fucking rude!

So the situation he found himself in, made him deeply resent himself. Making lunch for a half and half scar face! 

Either way Katsuki made two lunches today. He was a great cook and he knew it! So this bastard better be grateful that he, the Katsuki Bakugou graced him with such good food.

When he arrived at the usual spot Shoto was already there. It annoyed him that Shoto always got there first. As if he was trying SO HARD to win. Right before Katsuki went to yell at Shoto he stopped in his tracks. The mismatched hair on the boy seemed to move graciously in the wind. As if some god just gifted him with perfect hair. The sun painted his face perfectly, his eyes beaming in two amazing colors. They were now Katsukis favourite.

Shoto noticed the blonde and looked up at him. Katsuki tried to snap at this trance, but he really did find it hard to look away. Either way he stuck out his arm and shoved the bento box in his face.

"Here, since you never eat lunch. It annoys the shit out of me"

"Thank you" Shoto gently opens the bento box trying not to mess up anything inside. He had a slight smile on his face. And in Katsukis opinion he looked stupid. He was also annoying and weird and for some fucking reason wasn't scared of Katsuki in the slightest. Which was the most annoying part.

"This is really good. You have a talent for cooking." Shoto said stuffing more rice into his mouth.

"Are fucking you underestimating me? I have a talent for everything anyway." Katsuki opens his bento box whilst waving off the boy.

"Well, I appreciate it nonetheless. My sister doesn't have time to make me lunch, and I not only can't cook but I'm not allowed too." Shoto says this in a guilty tone. 

Katsuki can't tell if this bastard is leaching off his sister, or only has his sister. But either way he seems to be the over share type of person. 

Katsuki didn't respond, he didn't know how to respond and didn't care enough either.