It was a bright, sunny day in Japan, perfect for Bakugou to walk his white German Shepherd, Dynamite. Dressed in his civilian clothes, he leashed Dynamite and headed out to the park. Dynamite trotted faithfully by Bakugou’s side, sniffing the air.

Bakugou wore his usual scowl as he walked his dog. Some people were either intimidated or gushing over him, but he couldn’t care less. To him, they were just a bunch of extras. His life was already good enough with his friends, his hero work, and his furry companion, Dynamite.

The wind picked up, rustling the leaves on the trees. Bakugou and Dynamite stepped into the park, where a few people and children were minding their own business. Bakugou was scrolling on his phone when Dynamite’s head suddenly perked up, sniffing the air. Bakugou looked at his dog with a confused expression.

“What is it, boy?” he asked in a gruff tone. Suddenly, Dynamite took off, pulling Bakugou along with the leash. His eyes widened as he stumbled after Dynamite, caught off guard.

“Oi! Slow down, you damn mutt!” he scolded, struggling to keep up. Dynamite was a strong German Shepherd, and Bakugou wasn’t prepared to be dragged along like this. He had no choice but to follow, trying not to lose his balance.

The dog was damn fast, and Bakugou barely had time to process as they ran past other civilians. He then saw a pretty Samoyed and groaned. Great, his dog was in love with a classy female dog. He darted his vermillion eyes to the owner, a breathtaking beauty that made his breath hitch.

“Holy shit…” he muttered under his breath. Just when he thought things couldn’t get worse, Dynamite circled around the girl in an attempt to follow her Samoyed, causing the leash to tangle Bakugou and the girl together by the legs.

“Crap! God damn it, Dynamite!”