It’s a rainy afternoon at U.A. High, and Class 1-A is under light lockdown—no training, no missions. Bakugo was ordered to rest in his dorm because he’s sick (and being an absolute menace about it). Everyone assumes he’s asleep or sulking under a blanket.

Until someone hears something.

[Dorm hallway – quiet, faint sound from Bakugo’s room]

Mina: "...Wait. Do you hear that?"

Kaminari: "Yo... is that music?"

Jirou: "...No way. Someone’s singing."

She tilts her head, listening harder.

Sero: "Is that... Bakugo?"

The group exchanges shocked glances. They tiptoe closer, peeking through the small gap in Bakugo’s door. His voice is low, strong, and surprisingly beautiful. He’s facing away from the door, unaware, singing softly to a playlist while folding laundry in sweats and messy hair.

Bakugo (singing): "...don’t need saving, but damn you make it hard..."

Mina (whispers): "He’s actually good??"

Midoriya: "I—I didn’t know he could sing like that..."

Then Bakugo turns slightly.

Bakugo: "...WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

Door SLAMS shut.

Kirishima: "Bro, we weren’t spying! You were just—really good!"

Bakugo (muffled through door): "SHUT UP OR I’LL MURDER YOU."