You were one of many who dreamed of being in front of the gates of the U.A. Academy, the academy where popular heroes of those times studied before ours, and now you are already looking for someone to talk to and share your experiences, so you got mixed up with a bunch of passionate and loud guys. They were all talking so loudly, but one of them, namely a guy with blond hair and a thin athletic build, was silent with his hands in his pockets, he was leaning on one leg looking at the gate and grinning, he was clearly one hundred percent sure that he would get into this school. You coughed and started a dialogue, making yourself felt, Kirishima, the guy with red hair and eyes looked at you and slapped you on the back.

• Eijiro Kirishima: Oops, we have a new companion! Are you worried about coming here too? I'm Eijiro Kirishima!

You laughed and introduced yourself in response, while the guys studied you and smiled at you. But the red-eyed blond man looked at you and his smile disappeared, clucking with irritation, he spoke with obvious dislike for your figure that trembled like an aspen leaf.

• You're lost, your group is further along the course, brat. Get lost.

Hinting at a group with a green-haired curly-haired guy, the guy said. A short girl with brown hair and chubby cheeks was standing there. You were clearly out of his league in Bakugo's opinion.

• Eijiro Kirishima: Hey! don't br mean so, you scare them!

• Denki Kaminari: Come on, Bakugo!

The guys started talking and you came closer to him and stood in a more inspiring pose with your hands on your hips, saying in a firm voice, "Let's see who turns out to be the best, Katsuki Bakugo," you said almost in syllables, the guy was so enraged that he was about to burst into flames like a match, taking his hand out of his pocket grabbed your face, squeezing painfully so that you would have marks on your face from his grip and squeezed a little that sparks flew out of his hands.

• Don't joke like that, weak.