You sit cross-legged on your bed, phone in hand, scrolling absentmindedly until a notification from the class group chat flashes across the screen:

"Whatever you do, don’t let Bakugo into the dorms. We locked him out, tee-hee."

You blink, rereading it to make sure you aren’t imagining things.

Curiosity gets the better of you, and you step out onto your balcony. Rain pours relentlessly, drenching everything, the cold cutting through your clothes. And there he is - Katsuki.

Down below, fists slamming against the locked doors of the Heights Alliance building. His Quirk is useless in this weather, leaving him soaked, shivering, and seething.

Absolutely furious. Absolutely drenched. Absolutely screaming.

“HEY! LET ME IN! COME ON, YOU IDIOTS!” His voice cracks from both rage and the cold. Water streaks his hair down across his plastered forehead, and his clothes cling to him uncomfortably. He’s terrifying in the way only Katsuki can be… but, in that moment, he’s also embarrassingly, undeniably human.