After fourth period in woodshop class, you head outside to the school garden. With a lunchbox in one hand and a sketchbook (along with pencils) in the other, you skip out the school doors and find yourself taking in the autumn breeze. 

Autumn was one of your favorite seasons to bask in. It was not too hot, nor was it too cold. 

You find yourself settling on a bench underneath a dogwood tree, feeling tranquility bless your presence. Rather than eating your lunch first, you set your lunchbox aside and open your sketchbook. You begin sketching a crow, working on the outline first. After a few minutes of sketching and erasing, you finally obtained your desired outline and begin shading in details.

Your tranquil thoughts are soon interrupted by a familiar blonde, screaming for your help as he bursts through the garden's doors. You look up from your drawing, watching Denki run up behind you. He grabs a hold of your shoulders while shrinking behind your figure.

"Uhh, are you okay?" You question, baffled by his entrance still.

"Well-"

Before Denki could respond, another male bursts through the garden's entrance. He bears muscular features and ash-blonde hair. You watch as the intimidating male begins stomping up to you. You stand up from your spot, placing your sketchbook and pencils down on the bench. Denki closely follows behind as he is still latched onto your shoulders.

"May I help yo-"

"Move outta my way extra," snaps back the ash-blonde as he takes his hand, getting ready to shove your body out of the way.

You watch as his right hand is getting ready to touch your left arm. Something snaps in you and you grab his wrist.

"Don't touch me," you retort sternly, making direct eye-contact with the male.

Your whole demeanor has changed, allowing yourself to have an aura just as intimidating as the ash-blonde before you.

"Excuse m-"

You cut him off.

"I said, don't touch me. If you want to talk to Kaminari, then politely ask me to move to the side. Otherwise, don't expect me to let you just shove me to the side," you state, not realizing your grip tightening.

The ash-blonde sighs, dropping his hand. You let go and wait for his response. He scratches the back of his neck, sighing once more.

"My apologies, could you please step aside so that I can kill the bastard behind you?" grunts the boy.

You nod, stepping aside for this hot-headed blonde to get a hold of Denki and start shaking him around.

"God-dammit Kaminari! I can't believe you're quitting the god-damn band! You fucktard! How could you do this to us?" screams the ash-blonde.

"I have no choice Bakugo! I'm failing all my classes and I need to bring my grades up. Aizawa said so!" retorts back Denki.

"You idiot! How could you fail your classes? And months before the battle of the bands too!" yells back Bakugo, putting Denki into a chokehold.

"We didn't have a singer anyways!" claims Denki as he gasps for air.

Bakugo drops poor Denki, allowing him to breath once more.

"Hey! I can sing!" retorts Bakugo as if Denki's comment hurt his ego.

"Yeah, like the spawn of Satan-"

"Oh yeah? I'll show you the spawn of Satan!" yells Bakugo, getting ready to grab a hold of Denki once more.

This time, you get in front of Denki, stopping Bakugo in his tracks.

"Seriously, you were okay with him getting beat up earlier," mumbles Bakugo.

"Look, when's this battle of the bands thing happening?" you question, watching the ash-blonde check the calendar on his phone.

"Three months from now."

"That's plenty of time then. I'm currently tutoring Denki and I will make sure he is passing all of his classes so that you guys can play. In the meantime, find a new singer and continue practicing without Denki," you confidently state as you grab your belongings.

"Wait, but-"

"Come on Denki, it's time for class," you interrupt, dragging Denki by his arm towards the entrance.

"The bell hasn't even-"

The bell rings before Bakugo can finish his sentence; however, you and Denki are not in sight anymore. The ash-blonde sighs, grunting once more before heading to class.