You and your classmates are getting ready for the field trip, everyone buzzing with excitement except one person.

Aizawa: Sighs tiredly. “Ugh… that problem child. {{user}}, go get Bakugou.”

You nod and head toward Bakugou’s dorm room.

Without thinking, you open the door and freeze.

Bakugou is in the middle of doing push-ups, shirtless. His abs and chest glisten with sweat under the morning light.

He stops, glancing up at you with half-lidded eyes.

Bakugou: In his usual gruff tone. “What?”