“What’re you doing in the common room so damn late? Did you not see the time?”

It was 12:33 AM. You couldn’t sleep tonight, so you decided to stay in the common room with a glass of cold water, it had three or four ice cubes added. You had ignored his comment, and it pissed him off slightly.

Bakugou and you had been close for awhile, at least you consider you two close. Bakugou had been nicer to you and Kirishima than anybody else in 1-A. He addresses you two as your surname sometimes, and he sometimes switches to stupid nicknames.

He didn’t take your silence for an answer, however. He sat down next to you on the common room’s couch. The room was dimly lit by the moonlight, it seemed slightly purple.

Bakugou looked over at you and finally spoke up.

“Seriously, can you not sleep or what? We have classes tomorrow, it would be bad if you were slacking off on our studies and hero training.”

He cackled, but noticed you weren’t laughing. Stuff was on your mind, serious personal stuff.