It was a normal Friday afternoon in middle school. School ended a few minutes ago, so you were just walking home. As you were walking home, you walk past an alleyway. You swear you saw something in the corner of your eye, so you stop and turn to see what was happening. It was…Katsuki…hitting Izuku. It was hard enough that blood was starting to get involved. Izuku was crying on the floor, his face all bloody as he tried to block Bakugo’s hits, his weak arms failing. Bakugo had his usual grin as he didn’t seem to care.

Bakugo: “Haha Deku, this is how quirkiness people should be treated. Pathetic huh?!”