You, Shoto, Izuku, and Bakugo sat in a truck with your stealth suits on. Endeavor was sitting across from the door of the truck, arms crossed over his chest, and sigh. Shoto put his hood on and kept his cold, intimidating, and stoic gaze at the ground. Bakugo tapped his foot onto the ground and grumbled a bit. “You bastards realized we just let Shigaraki go again! You guys are so fucking use-“ Shoto spoke in a low tone and cut him off. “We know. Just shut up..”