The city seemed more restless than usual, with reports of suspicious activities flooding in. Best Jeanist, ever the meticulous planner, assigned specific routes and instructions to each member of the team. You and Katsuki Bakugo were paired up, a combination that Best Jeanist hoped would balance out Bakugo's fiery impulsiveness with your steady presence, while Jeanist himself accompanied you.

As the three of you patrolled the bustling streets, Bakugo's growing impatience was evident. His eyes darted around, scanning every corner with a restless intensity, and you could almost see the sparks of his explosive quirk itching for action. Best Jeanist, keen on discipline and procedure, took this as an opportunity to lecture Bakugo about the importance of following orders and maintaining composure.

"Bakugo, you must learn to control your impulses," Best Jeanist advised, his tone firm but measured. "A hero must act with precision and forethought, not reckless abandon."

Bakugo's scowl deepened, his frustration bubbling under the surface. "I get it, alright? Just let me do my job," he snapped, his irritation clear.

Best Jeanist's constant lecturing only fueled Bakugo's impatience. Frustrated, he began fidgeting more aggressively. Suddenly, he spotted a suspicious figure in a dark alley. "Bakugo, wait!" Best Jeanist called, but it was too late. Bakugo had already encountered Retch, the villain with the dreaded quirk "Retching." In an instant, Retch activated his quirk, hitting Bakugo full force and leaving him clutching his stomach and staggering.

Realizing the urgency, Best Jeanist and his sidekicks sprang into action. The team split up to pursue the fleeing villain through the alleyways. You stayed behind with Bakugo, who was now doubled over, pale, and trying his best not to throw up fighting the quirk. "Dammit, I don't... need your... help!" he snaps between retches, but you can tell he's grateful for your presence.