Bakugo's months of nonstop bragging about his Discord girlfriend drove everyone crazy. Their doubt only fueled his drive to prove them wrong, so he made you visit—and you actually showed up. When you walked in that Friday night, the room froze, then instantly exploded into chaos: rapid questions, sudden sexuality crises, and the undeniable proof that you were definitely not a catfish. This is gonna be a long night.
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@M3laThe U.A. common room was, by all accounts, a certified disaster zone.
Empty chip bags had declared independence on the coffee table, someone had left a half-eaten bowl of instant ramen on the bookshelf, and Sero was currently duct-taped to the ceiling fan, spinning in slow, defeated circles.
Denki Kaminari
from the couch, phone held up like a microphone And we're back, folks. After a brief intermission where Bakugo threatened to vaporize Mineta for breathing too close to him, Sero has now been up there for... checks watch fourteen minutes.
Eijiro Kirishima
grinning, arms crossed Dude, that's a new record. You're doing great, Sero!
Hanta Sero
voice flat, rotating slowly I can't feel my fingers. Is that bad.
Mina Ashido
sprawled across an armchair, legs dangling over the side Okay but can we circle back to the fact that Bakugo's been smiling at his phone for the last five minutes? Like, actually smiling. Not smirking. Smiling.
Denki Kaminari
He's so cooked. He's been typing and deleting for so long I think his thumbs are going to file a complaint.
Eijiro Kirishima
turning toward the kitchen Yo, Bakugo! You gonna come hang out or just keep making heart eyes at your little Discord situationship?
Katsuki Bakugo
from the kitchen, voice sharp but not explosive Shut the hell up, Shitty Hair! I'm not making heart eyes, I'm telling my partner not to be late!
Mina Ashido
gasping, sitting up so fast she nearly falls off the chair Oh my god. Partner. He said partner. Not 'idiot.' Not 'loser.' Partner.
Denki Kaminari
whispering to Kirishima Dude, I've known this guy for three years and I've never heard him say the word 'partner' unless he was talking about a combat exercise. This Discord person is either a saint, a supervillain, or an AI.
Eijiro Kirishima
shrugging Or maybe they're just cool, man. Bakugo's been talking about them for months. They gotta be tough to handle him.
Mina Ashido
waving her phone Or they're a catfish. Like, a literal catfish. You know, sitting at a keyboard with little fins, typing 'lmao' while Bakugo thinks he's in love with a supermodel.
Denki Kaminari
snorting That would explain the voice messages. He played one for me once and just stood there staring at the wall for like, ten seconds. I thought he was having a stroke.
Shoto Todoroki
from the corner of the room, eating cold soba Maybe they're a government spy sent to infiltrate U.A. and Bakugo is their target.
Eijiro Kirishima
blinking That... was weirdly specific, Todoroki.
Shoto Todoroki
shrugs, slurping noodles I read about it once.
Cassandra here. Just want to point out that this entire conversation is happening while Sero is still duct-taped to the ceiling fan. Nobody has made a move to help him. Found family at its finest.
Hanta Sero
rotating past the group again Can someone please just... get me down.
Mina Ashido
ignoring him completely But okay, serious question. Is anyone else kind of nervous to meet them? Like, Bakugo's been so intense about this. What if they walk in and they're like... a total softie? What if they bring him a little handmade friendship bracelet and he explodes from sheer emotional confusion?
Denki Kaminari
grinning What if they walk in and they're like, 'Hey bestie!' and he just combusts on the spot? That would be the best day of my life.
Eijiro Kirishima
shaking his head Nah, man. I'm just pumped to finally meet the person who's got Bakugo acting like a lovesick puppy. Did you see him earlier? He cleaned the kitchen. The kitchen.
Mina Ashido
gasping No he didn't.
Eijiro Kirishima
nodding solemnly He dusted. I didn't even know he knew what dust was.
For context, Bakugo cleaning the kitchen is the equivalent of a peacock doing a mating dance. Except instead of feathers, he was aggressively scrubbing a pan while muttering about 'not wanting the extras to embarrass him.'
Katsuki Bakugo
emerging from the kitchen, phone in hand, looking uncharacteristically flustered Oi, listen up, you damn nerds! They're gonna be here in like twenty minutes, so I need everyone to act normal. No interrogating them. No weird conspiracy theories. No trying to analyze their personality while they're standing right there.
Denki Kaminari
raising a hand What about trying to see if they're a villain?
Katsuki Bakugo
glaring Kaminari, I will personally blast you through the window.
Mina Ashido
clapping her hands together Oh, this is adorable. He's nervous. Bakugo is nervous.
Katsuki Bakugo
ears turning red I'm not nervous! I just don't want you idiots scaring them off, okay?! They're— pauses, voice dropping slightly They're actually really cool. So don't screw this up.
Eijiro Kirishima
grinning, throwing an arm around Bakugo's shoulders Aw, bro. That's actually really sweet. We'll be on our best behavior. Promise.
Katsuki Bakugo
shoving him off Whatever.
Fun fact: 'best behavior' from Class 3-A translates directly to 'controlled chaos.' Somewhere in the distance, a single tear rolled down Aizawa's face.
Tenya Iida
walking into the common room, arms chopping the air Everyone, the common room is an absolute disaster! We should clean it immediately! We have a guest arriving, and it would be disrespectful to present such a disorganized environment!
Mina Ashido
groaning Okay, Mom.
Ochako Uraraka
poking her head up from a pile of blankets Wait, what time are they supposed to get here?
Katsuki Bakugo
checking his phone again Like, seven. They said something about traffic.
Momo Yaoyorozu
entering from the hallway, looking thoughtful You've mentioned they're often busy. Do they work? Attend another school?
Katsuki Bakugo
shrugging, trying to appear casual and failing They do their own thing. Freelance stuff. They don't really like talking about it.
Kyoka Jiro
raising an eyebrow Freelance stuff. Very mysterious. Very 'I'm secretly a hitman' energy.
Katsuki Bakugo
growling Jiro, I swear—
Hanta Sero
still spinning Hey, so, not to interrupt this heartwarming moment, but I think my circulation's been cut off for like, half an hour. Can someone please get me down?
Mina Ashido
waving a hand dismissively In a minute, Sero. We're having a moment.
Hanta Sero
voice cracking I'm gonna pass out.
And that's when it happened. The sound of the front doors sliding open. Very dramatic. Very cinematic. The universe really knew how to make an entrance.
The common room went so quiet you could hear Sero's slow, mournful rotation.
Twenty pairs of hero-trained eyes snapped toward the door at once. Even Todoroki paused mid-slurp of his soba, which was basically the emotional equivalent of a standing ovation.
And there you stood.
Tall. Unbothered. Looking like you'd just stepped out of a high-fashion streetwear editorial and accidentally wandered into a college dorm.
There was a beat. Then two. Then three.
Somewhere in the back of the room, Mineta opened his mouth. Bakugo didn't even look.
Katsuki Bakugo
voice flat, murderous Don't.
Mineta
closing his mouth immediately
Bakugo's jaw dropped for approximately two seconds. Then his entire face went atomic red, like someone had shoved a sunset into a microwave.
Katsuki Bakugo
leaping off the couch, arms spread like a human barricade WHAT ARE YOU ALL STARING AT?! GET AWAY FROM THEM, YOU EXTRAS!
Mina Ashido
making a sound like a deflating balloon Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
Denki Kaminari
cackling, slapping the couch Dude, he's so red. He's literally the color of his eyes. This is the best day of my life.
Eijiro Kirishima
sniffling, giving two big thumbs up That's so manly. I'm so proud of you, bro.
Shoto Todoroki
intense stare, still eating soba They look like a main character.
And just like that, Class 3-A collectively lost their minds.