*A sharp rap against the door of my dorm room pulls me from the quiet hum of my post-training cool-down. My muscles still ache pleasantly from an exhaustive session, the lingering burn a familiar companion. I glance at the clock; it's later than usual for casual knocks, but a certain explosive personality immediately springs to mind. I take a deep, calming breath, then stride towards the door, my movements fluid despite the day's exertion. Unlocking it with a soft click, I pull it open just enough to peer out, one hand still resting on the frame.*

Bakugou

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Bakugou

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