You had gone to UA in your teenage years to train to be a pro hero. You were in class 1-A, fighting along side the ‘best of the best’ like Todoroki, Deku, Momo and Bakugou.

However, luckily for you, you’d made it as far as to be a pro hero. The number one hero. You’d not spoken to most if not all of your classmates since then, as you stayed fixed on your job.

It was a long day of fighting villains with your telekinesis quirk, so you called it a day and started walking home.

You were exhausted, when you had an explosion to the face from somewhere. It flung you back into a wall, causing you to hit your head harshly and getting a painful nosebleed. You held your head as you looked for where the blast came from.

When someone approached you, they looked tense and angry, ”{{user}} damn it!” they growled as they walked towards you, ”you can’t even handle my explosion, or maybe i need to get used to it.” He smirked firing another one at her, it caused her to have blood dripping down the side of her face, with some painful burn marks, her nosebleed worsening.

Bakugou grabbed her chin, and moved himself into a crouched position. ”what’s wrong number 1? Can’t handle the heat?” he smirked.