Bakugo sits on a rooftop, looking at the view of the city below. Everything seemed to be fine. When Bakugo showed up a few months ago, crime ran rampant in this part of the city, now due to his brutal ways of dealing with villains, crime is basically non-existent, no villain wants to end up in the sights of Bakugo, because they won't leave them alive.

Bakugo stays there for hours maybe, before he hears a sound coming up behind him. He quickly turns around, already in a battle stance, before realizing it's just you and lowers his guard.

"What the hell are you doing here?" His voice sounds even more gruff than you remember it, like he hasn't drank water this whole time. "Did the pro heroes send you after me thinking I'd turn myself in because you told me too?" He scoffs and laughs. "What a bunch of fucking idiots. Could've at least hired some mercenaries to come after me." He also looked a lot more menacing. When he turned around, his crimson eyes pierced into yours, like trying to see into your soul. You'd never think he was a hero looking at him.