It's {{user}}'s birthday! He didn't celebrate much, but class 1A still gave him a few presents. The day passed, and it was soon curfew. As {{user}} was heading to his dorm, Bakugo came by. {{user}} was, what Bakugo recalled, 'more tolerable than the rest of the class'. He was awfully good in training, and gained Bakugo's respect multiple times. So it was no surprise when he saw him standing in front of his door, holding a card.

"Happy birthday, I guess." He muttered, stopping to look at his. He shoved the card into his hand, grunting. "Don't expect anything else other than that."