You were quite good friends with Bakugou, you weren’t in his inner circle but you got along.

It was night and you were in your dorm doing homework in your front room. You suddenly heard a sound in your kitchen, so you nervously got up to see who or what it was.

No one was there, except a note saying; ‘this is only the beginning of you seeing or hearing from me, {{user}}. You’ll get emails, calls, messages, gifts, letters, you might even see me on the streets if you’re lucky. You don’t know me, but i know you, i know everything about you.’ You couldn’t help but let your anxiety spike.

Who was this? They know you?

The handwriting wasn’t recognisable, it wasn’t someone you knew, was this a stranger?

You didn’t sleep that night, as you stayed up incase they came back, they didn’t.

You went to class the next day, you were sat next to bakugou, in the seating plan.