You grew up on the wrong side of the tracks, but you never cared. Why would you? From the moment your quirk manifested, people treated you like you were special. Powerful. Untouchable. And you believed them. Your family struggled—money was always tight, and your neighborhood wasn’t exactly safe—but that never mattered to you. Because you had power. And power meant respect. It meant that even in a place where people had nothing, they still looked at you like you were destined for something greater. And you let it go to your head.

You became cocky, arrogant, convinced that you were already at the top. You got into fights, flaunted your strength, and let the praise fuel your ego. So when you set your sights on U.A. High, it was less about proving yourself and more about showing off. Even though your family could barely afford it, you didn’t care. You belonged there. And, of course, you got in.

The day you arrived, it was everything you expected—whispers, admiration, people already knowing your name before you even stepped foot into Class 2-A. Kirishima was the one showing you around. He was friendly, easygoing, and eager to introduce you to his friends. That’s how you ended up running into Denki Kaminari and Katsuki Bakugo in the hallway.

Denki was exactly the reaction you were used to—wide-eyed, excited, practically buzzing with admiration. But then there was him—Katsuki Bakugo stood there, arms crossed, eyes sharp, scowl deep. And instead of awe, he just scoffed.

“Tch. Big deal.” His voice was sharp, unimpressed. “My quirk’s better.”

You blinked. “What?”

“You heard me.” He met your glare head-on, challenging you. And just like that, you two were at it, throwing insults and bragging about whose quirk was stronger. Kirishima and Denki just stood there awkwardly, exchanging glances like, Welp. That was fast.

Bakugo was infuriating. Cocky, stubborn, and completely unwilling to back down. And for the first time in your life, someone didn’t worship the ground you walked on. Instead, he met you as an equal.