"Bullshit!" a young man roams the now empty campus, his walk lit by the setting sun. On this lone brick-lined path, the sandy blonde trudges along. It had been another long day of supplementary lessons. "Like I don't know how to be a goddamned hero… Just show up and blow away all the problems. Win the day! Ain't that how heroes do it?" His posture was terrible, hands firmly stuffed in his pockets, his back arched as he hunched over glaring at the ground. He was livid, fuming, bursting with his own frustration. His clothes slightly damp from the heat, his uniform dress shirt irritated him as it stuck from time to time. The humidity had him sweating like crazy, his top four buttons undone exposing his toned chest. His slacks were baggy, how he liked it, but they were getting on his nerves with how thick they were. His shoes were uncomfortable, damned new sneakers he somehow got roped into buying.

"Screw this shit!" he shouted out kicking away a stray pebble. It soared away, he got it at the perfect angle, it sailed through the air. Flying especially high, its momentum was like a jet taking off. That was until it unexpectedly made impact with a large metal sign, knocking it loose. The weight of it unhinging from its pole. It swung lowly threatening to fall off. 'SHIT!' the teen thought to himself, he was already under scrutiny with school for fighting, if he gave them another reason to survey him, it'd be another pain in his ass. Looking at the pole as a whole he noticed two children standing by it, they were completely unaware of the impending danger.

'No no no...' He thought to himself hoping nothing would happen. As if to spit in his face the sign began to fall. The thin yet large metal sign was bound to do some damage no matter who it hit. 'Goddammit!' he cursed inwardly, now he had to do something about this.

"WATCH OUT!" He roared at the children charging forward as he blasted off speeding towards them. The smaller of the two yelped in fear, a little girl who curled up squatting with her hands over her head, the larger and probably older of the two, immediately thought to shield his smaller companion.

As if it were in slow motion the sign nearly fell on the children a corner likely being the point of contact, before being knocked away by the teen's forward momentum. Almost like a dropkick, both his feet connected with the broadside of the sign before kicking off, sending the metallic square flying off. Despite kicking off of the sign, he also drifted in the same direction past the kids falling on his side only slightly away from landing on them himself.

Landing on his side, his ribs took the brunt on the impact as he gasped in surprise of the abrupt jolt of pain.

"Oh my gosh! Are you alright!?" The little girl approached the teen worriedly questioning her savior. She was only barely standing taller than his collapsed form. A tiny little thing with unbelievably large eyes peered a him in concern. He grunted and groaned, his first reaction was to cuss through the pain as he got up. The hiss of his first profanity slipped from his mouth before he considered not only who he was about to speak to, but also his most recent lesson. How to deal with children, a stupid lesson he only barely listened to. He rose slowly trying to relax his face.

He rolled over carrying himself to one knee as he met the girl's gaze. He probably looked like a mess, this was stupid, what he was about to do was about to be stupid and embarrassing. His face was as relaxed as it could get as he upturned the corners of his mouth attempting to have a comforting smile.

"I'm just fine little lady. More importantly are you alright?" The words were ones he immediately regretted, as they made him want to vomit all his organs out and die. His hand placed just lightly atop the child's silky dark teal hair. And that act just made him wish he could explode his own hands off.

He was disgusted with himself but he still attempted to be kindly to the child.

"Yes! I'm okay. Thank you, Mister!" The little girl was chipper as she bounced under his hand slightly returning his forced smile with a bright and earnest grin."And you?" The teen looked to the older child who was already relaxed his arms crossed. Unusually large hands placed at each elbow. "Fine… Thanks." He replied coolly. An aloof child, his hair covered one eye and shared the same teal coloration. His wide mouth spread across his face like an animal of some sort.

"Good." The teen sighed in relief as he face relaxed to his usual scowl. "Who are you kids anyways." He asked gruffly, his hands returning to their pockets.

"Oh! Oh! My name's Satsuki, and that's my big brother Samidare!" the little one bounced happily, animatedly introducing the pair. "Who are you, Mister?" she questioned, her index finger placed at the corner of her mouth, her head tilted ever so slightly in a cutesy manner. The teen's eyes narrowed something seemed familiar about this child… just who the hell was she?

"Bakugo." He stated plainly, no harm in giving out his name like this… right? It's not like he had some sort of alias to go by and there was no way in hell he'd let word spread that he let children be on a first name's basis with him.

"Thank you so much Mister Bakugo."

Something about the way she said that made him cringe a little. As sweet as she was being something about her tone of voice made her sound like she was talking to an old man. He sighed scratching his head, he was stuck with them now.

"So what dragged you to Yuuei, kids?" though his words and tone were less than comforting, both kids seem to pick up that it was his default attitude. "We were actually trying to visit our big sister!" Satsuki chirped before letting out a squeak of a croak.

Eerie…

"She goes to school here, the Hero department, Class A. You probably know where the dorms are right, Sir?" Samidare spoke up his tone, while polite at first already betrayed that he was suggesting almost expecting that Bakugo escort them there.

A blunt little punk, isn't he?

"I do. She's probably a classmate..." He grunted walking ahead to lead them. He trailed off trying to pinpoint who's siblings these kids were. Not that it would help, he never actually bothered to memorize actual names of any of the girls. Picking out whatever notable features as their name. 'These are Frogface's brats, arent they?' Bakugo sighed as he hunched over rolling his shoulders.

"Mister that posture is bad for you." Satsuki spoke up hopping next to the young man. "If you keep that up, you won't grow anymore." She lectured out of her depth.

Just as Bakugo was about to make his angry retort, Samidare interrupted. "Remember what Big Sis said Satsuki, if you know it, they know it." He diffused the situation with ease.

"Yeah but it'd still be bad if Mister stopped growing right?"

"He'll be fine Satsuki."

"All right, Sami..."

Bakugo let out a small smirk. The clever little bastard, he knew exactly what was going down and he controlled the situation. "That's right." he responded haughtily. The trio continued in silence, Satsuki occasionally breaking it with off hand comments. Satsuki seemed to be just the tiniest ball of energy as she sprinted around the two boys peering at anything on either side of the brick road they walked down. A statue here, a building there, Satsuki seemed in awe of what had become mundane to the sandy blonde. Reaching the central square of the dormitories the trio stopped in front of class A's dorm.

"Here we are you little bra… Children." Bakugo begrudgingly attempted to sound nice, and he gave them a forced courteous smile.

"Thank you, Mister!" Satsuki bowed several times, her pigtails bobbing with the rhythm.

"We appreciate it." Samidare mimicked the gesture once.

"No problem..." Bakugo ascended the stairs, entering the dorm. The children not too far behind. Immediately as they enter they're hit with a waft of smell of curry, homemade curry for sure. "Mmm… Big sis' curry! C'mon Sami, Mister!" The little girl chanted grabbing both boys hands. Samidare let out a weak retort as Bakugo stifled a profanity. The twists and turns of the first floor's living area eventually led to a kitchen. In the small densely packed room stood a single student, clad in casual wear, her back was faced to them, seemingly lost in thought.

"Big Sis! Big Sis! We made it!" The littlest of the children cheered.

"I know you said to wait by the courtyard, but we got someone to escort us here." Samidare continued.

"Oh? Did you thank them?" The elder sister asked not even turning to her siblings.

"He's right here. Why don't you say hi Mister?"

"Oh it's no trouble… Thank you for helping my siblings, Mister- Eh!" The elder sister turned slowly before catching sight of who this "Mister" just so happened to be. She jumped a little, startled by the unexpected help. "Bakugo?" She questioned awkwardly looking at the teen. "Yeah what of it, Frog Face?" He replied brashly. The mood was heavy, Samidare hesitated not knowing how to work the situation.

"Yep! Mister Bakugo's super nice! First he saved us from a falling sign, then he helped us find you!" Satsuki cut through the tension with ease as she hopped over to her older sister. Not that it solved all the problems, The eldest sibling looked like she stifled her laughter, and the sandy blonde seemingly had another annoyance on his plate. "Well I guess I should thank you, Bakugo." She bowed slightly, her usually long flowing hair tied in a bun. "And my name is Asui." She continued. "We're all Asui." Samidare stated plainly taking a seat at the small kitchen table. 'The sass of that boy… where does he get that bluntness.' the eldest thought to herself. "I suppose you can just call me Tsuyu, then." She sighed, undoing her apron.

"Big Sis's curry… I can't wait!" Satsuki hummed as she seated next to Samidare.

"Honestly… I've been craving it too. Can we eat yet." Samidare leaned on one arm, elbows on the table.

"Luckily for you two, I just finished." Tsuyu replied, searching for a ladle.

"Right drawer." Bakugo droned, still here.

"Ah! Thanks again."

Tsuyu rinsed the ladle, cleaning what dust it may have gathered before preparing some plates and utensils. In the middle of her preparation, she set the table, her hands already clear. She looked up at the still standing teen.

"Will you be joining us?" She asked, bringing her index finger to her cheek and tilting her head ever so slightly.

'That's where I've seen it.'

Before he could decline, the smallest Asui begged. "Oh please mister! You have to." Her eyes were wide, her lips pouted. 'This little brat thinks she can get what she wants!?' Bakugo was annoyed, though his face remained neutral. "No way… I don't need some idiot seeing me here." He responded rudely. The tiny girl looked sad. 'Crocodile Tears' Bakugo thought to himself attempting to make his escape. "If it's the others you're worried about, all of them cleared out for some reason." Tsuyu answered for her little sister. "Please, sit. You wouldn't want to disappoint my little sister, would you?" She was calm but something in her tone almost made the question sound like a threat.

"Fine..."

"Thank you very much."

'Bullshit.'

Tsuyu quickly arranged another plate for Bakugo as he sat irritated with the girl. He shot a glare that she was unfazed by, suddenly he was infuriated. Not that he was about to do something about it.

"Bakugo would you be so kind as to help me with the pot?" Tsuyu asked struggling with the large pot of curry.

He approached her grabbing the pot. "Why the hell would you make so much?" He whispered next to her. "I made some for everyone in the building, even for you." she replied before turning to the table.

It was a four seat table, Bakugo and Tsuyu sat at opposite ends as they ate in silence.

"Big Sis, we saw you on T.V., the sports festival." Satsuki broke the silence.

"Oh did you? Did you happen to watch the whole thing?" Tsuyu smiled at her sister.

"Nope, I didn't want to after you stopped competing."

"I did." Samidare answered in between bites. "Katsuki Bakugo won the entire thing."

"You won mister!? Congrats!" Satsuki excitedly cheered for the teen. Katsuki nodded slightly, he may have won, but that win was ultimately shameful to him.

"He was incredibly skilled, ferocious. An exemplary combatant." Samidare described him with gusto. Katsuki swelled in pride. 'Damned right.' He smirked to himself. "It's a shame his attitude was so harsh. He probably scared off would be fans." Samidare continued without second thought. He obviously struck a nerve. Katsuki was about to shout back. "Now Samidare, don't be rude." Tsuyu chided the boy to Katsuki's surprise. "If he didn't scare you two off today, he must be getting better about it." A backhanded defense was all she gave him.

The group continued to eat occasionally having other conversations on various topics, some that even Katsuki involved himself in. They finished their meals in a more comfortable silence.

"So father will be picking you two up at the school's entrance?" Tsuyu cleared the table, placing the dishes in the sink.

"Yeah… It's getting dark. He's probably on his way now." Samidare replied handing the rest of the dishes with Satsuki.

"Then I'll escort you there."

"Oh! Will you be coming too Mister Bakugo?"

"What? Why should it?"

"Don't be mad that my sister's fond of you. Will you escort us there, Katsuki?" Tsuyu asked, though it seemed more like a demand. Katsuki grunted, accepting. Again these damned brats were still his problem.

On the now darkened path, the night breeze was comforting with it's coolness. The group of four made their way back to the entrance of the school. Nothing about the situation seemed all that awkward now. The silence was actually comforting as Satsuki had tuckered herself out. Samidare, not one for many words carried his little sister on his back as they marched forward. At the end of a long path stood an older very frog-like gentleman, he parked his car at the entrance, waving to the children.

"I've got it from here." Samidare spoke up readjusting Satsuki on his back. "We wouldn't want Dad seeing you with a boy would we Tsu?" He turned to the older pair. "And I'm sure you'd hate the third degree in Pops would give you. You're not even Sis' boyfriend right, Bakugo?"

"Little shit… But you're right. I'm leaving." Katsuki sighed walking back to the dorm.

"See ya sis." Samidare smiled running off before she could argue.

'I guess I'll just head back.' she thought to herself turning back, noting that Bakugo was walking at a snail's pace. Catching up she looked at him. He towered over the girl, at most she was at chest level with the boy, speaking of chest however. "Aren't you cold, Bakugo?" Tsuyu asked leaning into his peripheral sight, her questioning pose ever familiar. "What? No." He replied curiously. "Why are you even talking to me? The kids are gone." He continued not realizing his slight undress.

"I thought it would be nice. The stroll is a long one at this pace."

All he could do was reply with a simple grunt.

"Thank you for humoring my family, Katsuki."

"Who said you could call me that."

"I wouldn't care who denied me that."

"Hmph… You're welcome." He sighed throwing his hands behind his head, as he stared at the starry night.

"Though I have to say I'm impressed."

"What?"

"Satsuki's a friendly kid, but she also seems to know when to be cautious of potential threats."

"And…?"

"She seems to be really fond of you. You must have done something right is all I'm saying."

"I do everything right, Asui."

"Mhmm… Tell yourself that, Bakugo." she was a mischievous one, Tsuyu Asui.

The stroll was at its end. The pair had made it back to the dorm without a hitch. Standing at the bottom of the stairway Tsuyu turned to Katsuki looking up at the teen.

"This was nice, Bakugo. We should do it again sometime."

"Don't bet on it, Asui."

Katsuki made his way up the stairs ahead of her. Though he wouldn't bet on it, he didn't rule out the possibility of having another plate of that admittedly delicious curry. Returning to their separate dorm rooms, Tsuyu also had the feeling she may be eating with Bakugo again, someday soon.

The next morning was not a quietly peaceful one like one should hope, as Katsuki Bakugo was already on a tirade against a certain Soy Sauce faced goof. One who had just so happened to take pictures of said Katsuki Bakugo enjoying a peaceful dinner and stroll with the Asui siblings.

"Goddamned Soy Sauce! Delete those pictures you jackass." He wrestled the ever grinning boy to the ground as some of the other students surrounded them. "I'll kill you!" He continued wresting with the lanky teen, before the phone swapped hands. "No way, Bakugo. Ain't nothing wrong with a good dinner." A redheaded teen answered, phone in hand. "Besides, this is totally the cutest." A pink girl hung from the redhead's shoulder. "You too! I'll kill all of you bastards!" He roared. Just another day in the daily lives of Class A.