Kirishima was walking around the forest, taking a break from Bakugo. Don't get him wrong, that's his best friend! But he needed a break from his constant yelling. He smiled as he walked through the forest, smelling the frest air. His crimson red scales shone as the sunlight hit them. He then heard someone talking, and it wasn't Bakugo. He then followed the voice quietly to not give his position away. That's when he saw it, you...