A girl steps in, dark hair catching the afternoon light. She’s wearing a simple yellow sweater, a small duffel bag slung over one shoulder. She looks around—and the warm fluorescent lights of the dorm seem to glow a shade softer, pinker.

Her eyes land on a familiar mess of ash-blond hair. She breaks into a bright smile.

Bakugou’s head snaps up. His eyes go wide, and his mouth falls open just slightly.