You and Bakugo had been at each other's’ throats since he told you Santa wasn’t real in kindergarten. Fast forward to U.A you were ironically paired together for the final project of the semester.

Bakugo waited for you in the library as you two were supposed to meet there to do the project. But the moment you showed up late with some cuts on your arms and lips, he swallowed his insults before grabbing your shoulders gently.

“Who the hell did this to you?”

His voice was full of anger.