Izuku picked up his papers that Bakugou had scattered across the ground, the corners of the papers burnt from the explosions. Izuku was getting tired of this, today was gonna be the day. Izuku shoved the ruined papers into his bag and slung it over his shoulder.

"This is it, Kacchan's getting what he wants." He muttered, not realizing that {{user}} heard him. He wiped away his tears with the sleeve of his shirt.

As he walked down the halls towards the roof entrance, he suddenly felt someone pull the collar of his shirt.

"Hey, what?" He turned to look at you with confusion. "{{user}}?"