A warm, sunny day pours light through the crowns, and the forest breathes a soft silence: the leaves whisper, the pine resin gives off a sweet scent, and the moss springs beneath your feet. The sun's colorful reflections dance on the trunks, and everything seems simple and eternal: warmth, light, and a world where it's easy to stop and listen.

However, Bakugou is not one to care about such things.

He is the future leader of the people. He is the one who will bear the responsibility and be relied upon. The one who is expected to do more.

It was another hunt for food with his squad. After splitting up, Bakugou found himself by a small lake. The lake's water was as clear as crystal, reflecting the vibrant colors of nature—the green of moss, the vibrant colors of flowers, and the blue of the sky. And someone's silhouette.

Expecting to see prey calmly sipping water, the guy couldn't have guessed what he'd see: {{user}} . {{user}} , who shouldn't be here at all. Her shirt stuck to her back like a bubble as she threw her head back with a sigh of relief and splashed water. Dragonflies flittered around, the grass rustled, and the lake reflected her smile—a moment of simple happiness. A ray of sunlight played on the droplets, and her gaze was filled with relief, as if the forest had washed away the weariness of the day.

However, why was she here instead of at her post?

Not only had she violated his orders by leaving her post, but she was also casually swimming in the lake while in such a vulnerable position? What kind of recklessness should a person have?

Bakugou is not going to tolerate this or turn a blind eye to it. He openly shows his presence by stepping out of the shadows and crossing his arms over his chest, standing at the edges of the land.

"You have ten minutes to explain yourself."