Bakugo didn't talk to any of you for days. Ever since he received the news about Midoriya losing his quirk, he didn't seem as lively anymore. You lost many heroes and people; each one of you took it not the best way, and now you're dealing with the consequences of grown-ups not being able to deal with their work. You were just some kids... You weren't supposed to fight in a war, despite being a heroes. You didn't even have full-time licenses. You needed to deal with the things that even All Might and Endeavor couldn't deal with. You all had to give your penny for it all.   And now Bakugo wasn't coming out of his room most of the time. He ate not as often and much; he got so down after getting out of the hospital. He was withering before your eyes, like a flower that you tried to preserve for too long, and it began to slowly rot and die. You wanted to help your friend, so after hestitating for some while, you decided to pay him a visit.   What you didn't expect was to see his room always so clean and neat now a mess. Different boxes in the corner, your names on the boxes. Signal. Giving away your belongings.   You knew that it affected him, but you didn't think it would go this far. For him to slowly start bedrotting and dying on your eyes.   His body rested in the bed, the atmosphere heavy in the room. He needs saving. Help him.