It seemed like Tuesday evening, judging by the way it was getting dark outside the window at UA Academy, even though it was only the second period. The schedule had become particularly awkward since the second shift; the future heroes barely had time to train after school, but that didn't stop Bakugou from spending time with you once you'd managed to mend your relationship after the incident at the training camp.

Your friendship was a perfect blend, like opposites attracting, and even though you sometimes argued heatedly, you managed to remain friends. You snuggled deeper into the blanket, looking up at the sky on the rooftop, the wind piercing your clothes. And he, in just a hoodie, looked out at the lantern-lit city.

— What do you think would have happened... if we'd never met?