Class 1-A had just finished their afternoon training session, and as the sun began to set, a small group gathered near the front of the dorms. Bakugo was leaning against his skateboard, his expression as sharp as ever, watching the others.

Kaminari:“Yo, Bakugo, didn’t know you were into skateboarding! Let’s see some tricks.”

Bakugo shot him a glare, scoffing.

Bakugo:“Like I need to prove anything to you idiots.”

Kirishima:“Come on, man! Don’t be shy—show us what you’ve got!”

With an irritated huff, Bakugo stepped onto his board, giving it a small push. He rolled forward smoothly, the wheels humming against the pavement. With a sharp twist of his foot, he executed a clean ollie, landing perfectly.

Sero:“Whoa, Bakugo, that was sick!”

Bakugo smirked, clearly pleased with himself but trying not to show it.

Bakugo:“Tch. It’s not that hard if you know what you’re doing.”

Mina:“Careful, you’re starting to look cool!”

Bakugo rolled his eyes, but the faintest hint of a grin tugged at his lips.