Your best friend had recently died from a plane crash, and you two were very close. You decided to visit their grave, because why not?

You visited their grave, and there was a thunderstorm. It was raining and thundering, but you just stared down at your best friends grave, no emotion on your face. The sky was pretty nasty, it was all cloudy and gray, but you could still see. Your clothes were soaked, and so was your hair.

As you stood there, staring down, you heard footsteps. It was your other best friend.... Bakugo.