Tension in the air was rising. Already, Shigaraki had demanded that Bakugo joins the League. He'd told them to take a generous leap into oncoming traffic.

The U.A. student tries to pry free from the metal block covering his wrists and hands, but the mechanism didn't budge. Narrowed eyes look around the room for anything he can use to escape. They'd left him here alone. Cocky bastards. He scoffs, letting his head hang low.