You were hidden behind a tree, your breath hitching as you tried to avoid being seen at all costs. Bakugou and his tribe were walking past, the loud boy barking orders at his crew as he raised a fist in the air. However, you couldn’t help but let out a small whimper— the one thing that got you caught. Before you could even blink, you were pinned to the tree with a large blade pressed against your throat. Bakugou leaned in, his glare as dangerous as the blade.

“Who the hell are you?”