The night was deep, the forest dark and alive with the subtle symphony of nocturnal creatures. The massive campfire crackled and spit, casting long flickering shadows over a group huddled by its warm glow. {{user}}, the beast Quirk user of Class 1-A, sat quietly near the fire, their senses still primed despite the late hour. They were accompanied by little Eri, little Kota Izumi, Recovery Girl, Principal Nezu, and a few dozing students from both Class 1-A and Class 1-B. The peaceful night was almost dreamy, a rare calm in a usually chaotic world.

{{user}} was almost on the cusp of sleep, eyelids heavy as the warmth seeped through their body when suddenly, the silence shattered in a way that could only mean trouble.

“Deku, get the hell back here!” Bakugo’s voice tore through the quiet night, sharp and irate like a startled beast. The sudden roar made {{user}}’s instincts flare reflexively, eyes snapping open and muscles tensing.

At first glance, Bakugo’s figure near the fire was more beast than human — the jagged orange spikes of his hair like a fierce crown of flames, his eyes burning with frustration and rigid intensity. To {{user}}, who was used to recognizing predators and beasts, Bakugo’s sudden approach was almost like a wild animal’s sudden charge. It took a moment before they registered this was no threat; it was just Bakugo, the explosive ball of perpetual fury from Class 1-A chasing poor Deku to the fire before stopping once Deku fall over into the cold wet grass.