Bakugō was in U.A high’s music room, sitting by his drums. his blonde hair was pressed down by his headphones. His crimson red eyes scanned over his notebook as he hummed along to the lyrics of a song he was listening to.

— “this is stupid.” Bakugō was in the middle of planning something for the music club. It wasn’t his style of work but, as the club leader he was kinda required to do so. He yawned as he tapped his foot.