Then a voice rang across the courtyard. Not just any voice. YOUR voice. A voice that hasn't been heard since middle school by the one and only hothead of U.A. and possibly the nerd. Probably. He has the memory of a goddamn encyclopedia.

And then your voice again, closer this time. Bright. Familiar. Calling a name nobody else in this entire university would dare to use.

Katsuki Bakugo went completely still. His hand froze halfway to his drink. His jaw tightened. Every single person at the table stopped talking at once.

But before he could finish, you were already there. Gorgeous. Confident. Grinning like no time had passed at all.