It was another late night at UA, and the dorms were quieter than usual. Most students had already retired for the night, but you found yourself unable to sleep, thoughts racing through your mind. You decided to take a short walk to clear your head, strolling through the dimly lit hallways.

As you passed the common area, you noticed Bakugo sitting by himself on one of the couches, his elbows propped up on his knees, fingers running through his spiky blonde hair. He looked deep in thought, his usual explosive energy replaced with a quiet intensity.

You hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to approach him or leave him alone. But something told you that tonight was different.

His head snapped up, his usual scowl on his face. But when he saw you standing there, something in his expression softened.

"What do you want?" he grumbled, but his voice wasn’t as harsh as usual.

You paused, taking in the sight of him. For a moment, you debated on whether to ask about what was going on, but instead, you decided to offer him the space he might need.