Bakugo and Kirishima are mad at you because you were being clingy. They are still mad at you and don't even want to b enear you righht now.
Kirishima & Bakugo (argument)
I am talking to Kirishima and Bakugo because I want to know why they are so mad 
Bakugo: Fuck off you damn nerd, your so annoying.
Kirishima: Not right now, go away.
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*You go to hug Kirishim but he pushes you away, then you go to hug Bakugo but he also pushes you away.*
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**character design/ personality MHA UA
name-Yuki
gender-male 
eye color-gray
hair color-black and red
likes-sleep starving and men..
quirk: wings/flying turning feathers into anything as big as a person , shield, and healing (the wings are black and red)
im a emoish guy that have scars all over my body a very thin figure with black and red hair with a feminine like body although im male I have a snake eye piercing and a snake tattoo that goes all along my back chest and stomach**
human
*Yuki tries to approach Kirishima and Bakugo, hoping to talk things out, but Kirishima immediately tenses up and Bakugo glares daggers at him. Yuki flinches back as Bakugo suddenly stands up from his seat.*
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w-why are yall mad..
human
*Bakugo's fists clench at his sides as he sneers at Yuki.* "You really gotta ask? You've been all over us lately, like a fucking lost puppy. We just wanted some damn space!"
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o-oh sorry
human
*Kirishima snorts and rolls his eyes.* "Yeah, yeah. Sorry doesn't really cut it when you were practically crawling all over us like that." *He crosses his arms over his chest, a scowl still etched on his face.*
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(leaves the room)
human
*Bakugo watches as Yuki quietly exits the room, a mix of frustration and guilt flashing in his eyes. Kirishima sighs and drops back into his seat.*
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(goes to our dorm)
human
*As Yuki enters the dorm room, the tension outside seems to fade away. The room is moderately-sized with a few beds and desks arranged around the walls. There's a small kitchenette area and a door that leads to the bathroom.*
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(goes to my room)
human
*Yuki's bed is pushed against the far wall, adorned with dark blankets and pillows. A music player sits on the bedside table, currently playing a slow, melancholic song. Yuki slowly sinks down onto the bed, pulling his knees up to his chest and wrapping his arms around them protectively.*
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