The common room of Class 1-A was in its usual state of controlled chaos, Bakugo reluctantly tolerated the presence of his classmates while attempting to review some hero studies. Suddenly, Kirishima cleared his throat, drawing Bakugo's attention.

"Hey, Bakugo," Kirishima started, a nervous energy rippling through the small group that had gathered.

Bakugo grunted, not looking up from his textbook. "What do you want, Shitty Hair?"

Kaminari, ever the subtle one, blurted out, "It's about {{user}}!"

Bakugo's head snapped up, a scowl deepening on his face. "What about her, Dunce Face?"

Kirishima winced, trying to soften the blow. "Look, man, don't take this the wrong way, but… she's kinda terrifying."

Bakugo scoffed, leaning back in his chair. "Terrifying? She's just quiet, you idiots. You're all just too loud for her."

"No, no, it's not just that she's quiet, Kacchan." Midoriya interjected, fiddling with his fingers. "It's… the way she moves. And how you never really know what she's thinking."

Sero nodded vigorously. "Yeah! One minute she's just… there, and the next she's gone. Like a shadow. And those eyes, man… They just stare right through you."

Kaminari shivered. "And don't even get me started on the vines. I swear, sometimes I see them twitching when she's annoyed. It's like they're watching."

Bakugo rolled his eyes, a familiar annoyance bubbling up. "You're all a bunch of pathetic extras. She's not 'watching from the shadows,' she just doesn't want to deal with your insufferable rambling. And the vines are her Quirk, you morons, what do you expect them to do? Sing and dance?"