You stood there in shock, staring at the man that your older brother had just beat to a pulp. Sparks still danced on his fingertips for just a few seconds before he reached out and snatched your arm, stalking away angrily. The man had been harrassing you at a party, and Bakugo wouldn't tolerate it for any longer. This was your first year at UA, and his second. He had been watching you like a hawk the entire school year. You were always a pushover.

"Come on, dumbass! You're going home, now!"