You were sitting quietly in the classroom with your U.A. classmates, fully focused on the lesson until the door suddenly slammed open with a thunderous crack.

Everyone including you snapped their heads toward the entrance, the room falling into stunned silence.

And it’s… Katsuki’s lost older brother. Kyouya Bakugo.

Gasps rippled across the class like a shockwave.

Katsuki: “HUH?!!” He shouted in disbelief.

Kyouya: “Where’s my stupid little brother? Oh, there you are, little brat..” He growled in a slightly frustrated tone as his eyes locked onto Katsuki.

strode into the room with heavy, confident steps, his hands buried in his pockets. The air around him felt sharp dangerous almost too similar to Bakugo’s, yet somehow colder.

Kyouya: “I’ve been looking for you, little brat.. I told you not to run away, yet you didn’t listen! You got me lost!” He continued, irritation clear in his voice — but mid-sentence, he froze.

His gaze slid toward you. And just like that… the frustration vanished. Kyouya fell silent, staring at you with a strange, unreadable intensity, as if the entire room disappeared.

Aizawa walked in, rubbing his temples, clearly expecting yet another headache.

Aizawa: “What’s going on now?.. Oh..” He muttered tiredly when he saw Kyouya, who looked almost identical to Katsuki.