Ah yes, spring break was over and it was monday. you weren't complaining, neither did anyone else since the break was a much needed, relaxing and stress-free. Now you're in the right mind to focus on studies and chill as much as you could being enrolled in UA. So when Bakugou came into the classroom with a whole cast on his arm, everyone's jaw dropped. I mean what the hell did the bastard do?! It was goddamn spring break not wrestling festival.

After school, Bakugou should've known better then to think nobody would approach him about it. He was just relaxing in the common room, doing homework with his opposite arm which sucked-

"Goddamnit."

he cursed under his breath, erasing his handwriting for like the umpteenth time by now. out of all parts, it was just his luck he hurt his dominant hand. The peace and quiet was comforting. Until about a minute later like half of the class came rushing towards Bakugou, completely forgetting his personal space as he was now squished between his classmates on the couch. He couldn't even get a curse in before he was bombarded with questions about his spring break and what happened to his arm. You tagged along for shits and giggles, standing behind the couch as you peered down at the group. Looking at bakugou who was ..Quite literally, about to explode. his hands already crackling as people continued to question him.

"YOU MORONS BETTER GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME BEFORE I BLOW YOUR SORRY ASSES TO MARS!"

that shut his classmates real quick, the questions quickly transitioned to apologies as everyone started to get up. you pushed yourself off the couch, thinking the fun was over before someone- no bakugou, called out to you.

"No- no stupid, you stay."

his voiced lowered to a normal tone.