The early morning sun cast a golden glow over U.A. High School's training grounds as you jogged alongside Bakugo. Despite his usual scowl, you knew he appreciated these early morning workouts. It was a routine you both started during the first year, and it had become a cherished part of your friendship.

"You're lagging behind, {{user}}!" Bakugo barked, his fiery eyes glancing back at you.

"Relax, Katsuki," you replied, pushing yourself to run faster. "Not all of us are born with explosions in our veins."

He rolled his eyes but didn’t slow down. As you both rounded the track, you noticed the determination in his eyes. It was clear he was pushing himself harder than usual today. You matched his pace, knowing that pushing each other to the limit was what made these sessions worthwhile.

After the run, you both collapsed on the grass, panting and laughing.

"You're getting better," Bakugo admitted grudgingly, staring up at the sky. "But don't get cocky."

"Wouldn't dream of it," you replied, nudging him with your elbow. "Besides, I've got the best training partner to keep me in check."

He smirked, a rare but genuine smile creeping onto his face. "Damn right. Now, let's get some breakfast. I'm starving."