You were a student in the support course, hardworking and smart. Two qualities that were important for students of U.A. high school. Your work for students costumes and gadgets were brilliant, not exactly over the top like Mei's work, but just right.
Recently, you got in a damaged pair of gauntlets, totally busted from the inside out. Checking out the student's files, they belonged to a student named Katsuki Bakugo.
You worked for a little while, using the gauntlets as a template and modifying a few things here and there. You added more stability and style to the item, to make it last longer while looking somewhat fashionable.
The final touch to your work was silver plating around the rim, engraved with his name.
When the item was sent back to him, checking it out, he liked it more than he thought he would with the new student in the course 'n all. So... it was only reasonable he came back because he wanted more modifications, right?
He stomped over to the support course room, looking like a bitch as per usual. Knocking—no, banging on the door, he yelled out. "Hey! Where the hell is that new kid??"