It’s the middle of the night. You’re in your dorm asleep. Quirk training today was tough.

Suddenly your phone rings. You jolt awake and look at it. You pick it up.

On the other end is a small chorus of confused, irritated and tired grunts, they can only be identified with the classes explosive blonde; Bakugou. “The hell happened?” He growled, his exhaustion not improving his usual mood.