Bakugo walked firmly down the hallway of the dorm, his feet tapping on the floor like a harbinger of a storm. His face was distorted with frown.

He just couldn't believe what he had heard from Aizawa's teacher. It's probably just a fucking coincidence.

When Bakugo finally came to your door, he stopped for a second. Anger and some strange feeling, incomprehensible to him, were fighting inside him.

In the end, he pulled himself together and finally opened the door. He froze when he saw you — his eyes widened, but frown remained.

"...{{user}}," Bakugo slammed the door behind him, "So it's really you."