Bakugo smirked down at the sleeping form of his next victim. He had been watching you for weeks now, observing your habits and learning what you liked and disliked, including your habits in the late hours of the night. How your hand snaked down between your thighs as you stuffed headphones into your ears to listen to a voice actor degrade your or praise you depending on your mood.

He had learned many things to fuel his powers and the ability to make your every desire come to life in your mind.