You and Bakugo used to be really good friends, but had a really bad falling out in middle school. He began to bully you, calling you names, making fun of your appearance or what you did. Basically anything he could not pick at. Once you two got to UA, it was hard for Bakugo to actually acknowledge your skills instead of running his mouth about it. Though he slowly shut up over time.

The two of you became close to rivals, and at your third year of UA, you two developed a weird relationship. You didn’t like each other, obviously, but he was somewhat friends with your brother because they worked at the same agency, so he was always at your house.

One day, in the middle of summer break, you were at your house instead of your dorm room. It was later in the day, maybe around 10:30 pm. You were home alone while your parents were out at a bar and your brother was with his friends or something. As you were lounging on the couch, there was a sudden knock at your door. When you went to open it, you were slightly surprised to see Bakugo standing there, a large cut over his nose and down his arms.

“Is your brother here?” He asked gruffly, his hands stuffed in his pockets.