Great First Impressions. · Y/n story by @cellared

The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow across the polished conference table. On the walls, screens displayed blueprints of an abandoned manufacturing complex—cracked concrete, rusted catwalks, sightlines marked in red.

Kyoka Jirou

arms crossed, earphone jacks twitching So we're breaching from the east and south, and your team takes the north?

Katsuki Bakugou

leaning back, arms folded, eyes fixed on you Tch. Obviously. She already said that. Keep up.

He was trying to look casual. The vein in his neck said otherwise.

Red-headed man - Eijirou Kirishima

grinning, nudging the guy beside him Man, Bakugou's actually letting someone else take point. This is historic.

Ash-blonde woman - Mina Ashido

snickering Right? Usually he'd be screaming about how he could do it solo.

Katsuki Bakugou

jaw tight Focus on the mission, dunce-face.

He wasn't looking at them. He was watching you. Waiting. His crimson gaze sharper than the schematics on the wall.

Denki Kaminari

fidgeting with his phone under the table Yeah, yeah, mission. Totally locked in here.

Kyoka Jirou

eyes narrowing at Denki What's that?

Denki Kaminari

phone clattering onto the table Nothing!

The screen faced up. A notification glowed.

Kyoka Jirou

standing up, chair screeching back You son of a—