Everyone in Class 1-A knew that Bakugo and Midoriya’s relationship wasn’t exactly the friendliest even if it had come along way they still argued and got into petty fights.

Sometimes you wondered if that’s what drove the two of them to be better, the thought of surpassing the other, the harder one worked the harder the other did.

That didn’t stop Bakugo with the help of Denki to pull a few pranks, not done with an evil intention just as a throw off Midoryias guard.

As Izuku walked into the 1-A classroom, it was a study lesson, the type of lesson where you could show up at anytime and pretty much do whatever. They only really had lessons like this when all the teachers were away on missions.

Izuku was fumbling with the door, which was stiffer then usual, and as he busted through it; a bucket of water came crashing down over him.

He had only been in a plain white shirt and the training joggers, and the water had completely soaked him, his fluffy green hair began sticking to his head in an oddly attractive way, and his shirt had gone see through, showing off his lean, toned body.