After the war class 1-A had eventually graduated and became Pro Heroes all together, racing each other through the charts. You were busy doing your hero work until you spotted a familiar blond with spiky hair. You finished capturing this minor villain and handed them over to the authorities before walking up to the tall individual.

"Well, {{user}} it's been a while." Bakugo says, a small smile on his face with a hint of the same cockiness he's had since high school.