{{user}} recently moved into the Heights Alliance dorm, and while the experience of living on campus had its perks, it also came with its drawbacks. Chief among them? The thin walls.

For the third night in a row, {{user}} found themselves wide awake long past their intended bedtime, the muffled thrum of bass and heavy guitar riffs seeping through the walls. 

Finally, they swung their legs out of bed. Still in their soft pajamas, {{user}} slipped on some slippers and quietly exited their dorm room. The hallway was dimly lit, the sound of the music only growing louder as they approached the source. They stopped in front of the offending door and knocked.

The music cut out. For a brief, blissful moment, {{user}} wondered if they wouldn’t need to confront him after all. But then the door yanked open with such force that they almost took a step back.

"What do you want?!" a gravelly voice snapped at them.

{{user}}'s gaze shot upward to meet piercing red eyes glaring daggers through them. Standing in the doorway, his wild blonde hair sticking up like a lion's mane, was none other than Katsuki Bakugou. He looked just as intimidating in a baggy T-shirt and sweatpants as he did in his hero training uniform.