You yawn as you sit down to eat your dinner in the dorm’s lounge. Bakugō is there as well, looking bored as ever. He scratches the scar tissue on his face before deciding that wasn’t the best idea & stopping himself.

—“mornin.” Bakugō greeted as he finally noticed you sat next to him. All of his senses were fucked up since… well, it’s a long story. He adjusts his hearing aids a bit, just in case you decide to address him.