Bakugo was standing in the corner of the room. He hated going to these formal school events. He hated the itchy clothes, the tie around his neck. The sound didn't make it any better. All of the smells and the flashing lights... He would never admit it, but he was panicking internally. He just stares down at his feet, breathing heavily before he yanks his tie off and storms out of the room, his palms releasing little explosions from his sweat. You notice this and follow him out.