Third Person's POV-

The week was already ending and the students of UA were more than ready for the weekend. Weekend! Yeah, party!...with books and good food!...wait did you think the students of UA would go to actual parties? Psh. Pah-lease. True parties are when you can stay home...alone...with food...Yup! Totally.

One of UA's students, a brunette with uniquely colored eyes, was heading home. The young girl was currently walking down a street that was a short cut to her house. She liked taking this way because it was a quick and easy route home, also few people walked theses street. This was because it was the 'poor' and 'bad' side of town if ya will. The girl didn't think it was bad though. Yeah, it was dingier then the rest of the town, and yeah, scary people lurked around, but they were usually very nice to her. So, it was all good.

The girl was passing by a cut away to another street, when she stopped. In the small little path, there were three different figures. One had another smaller person by his shirt, forcing him up one of the nearby walls. The smaller figure, pushed against the wall, was a boy while the one doing it to him was a man much taller than the boy. Off to the side a bit, another adult stood, a woman who was smiling as she watched the scene play out.

"Ya really thought you could take us, brat?" The man laughed at the boy he had cornered, the lady laughing along with him.

"Scrape...you..." The boy struggled to say the insult, as the young girl notice, because he was quite beat up.

"Huh?! Still got some fire in you I see. Well, I can fix that." The man said with an evil tint in his eyes. Then, with a quick and hard movement, the man slapped the boy across his cheek. The thing was though, as it turns out this man's quirk was a type of fire manipulation. The man had used his quirk on the boy, covering his hand in a hot flame before he smacked him, leaving a red, hot, and blistering hand print on the young male's face.

The boy did nothing, he just turned his head- which had moved from the impact- and glared daggers at the older male. "Die." He spat with hatred and anger towards the older male.

The older man was infuriated at the boy's attitude. "Oh really, now? Guess I'm going to have to teach you a lesson." The older man smirked. The younger boy continued to glower at the man, showing he was not afraid of this man's threats.

"S-scrape off". The boy struggled to say, his eyes holding malice in them.

The older male became frustrated, growling he went to hurt the young boy more; his companion smiling a twisted smile as she watched on.

"I think that's enough." The girl from UA spoke out into the opening.

"Mind your own business, kid." The woman snarled back at the young girl.

"How about...no." The young girl smirked at the adults, daring them to do something.

"Tch. This kid's got an attitude problem too. How about you fix her up, while I deal with this one." The older man spoke towards his companion.

The older female smirked yet again, "With pleasure."

Then, bending towards the ground, the lady placed her hands on it and activated her quirk. Her fingers turned into wooden roots that dug into the ground, break it up as it raced toward the young girl in a slithering motion. Bursting from the ground, the roots appeared right before the young female. The roots had been given a command at the beginning; they were to form a prisoning chamber around the young individual to keep her in place. However, as soon as the roots appeared less than an inch away from the girl, they immediately changed direction. Instead of surrounding the young female in a cocoon of roots, they avoided her, going back into the ground around and behind her, but never touching her. The child smirked at the confused faces on the adults.

"Going to have to do better than that." She sassed as she smack talked the older bullies.

The older male sneered, angry at the new girl. "Very well then." He spoke as he used his free hand to blast a huge stream of fire towards the girl. "How's that!?" The man yelled over the roar of the flames.

"Awful." The girl spoke as she appeared right in front of the man's hand that was releasing the fire. The fire ignored the female and split in half around her body to continue on its way. "Pathetic really." She said as she grabbed his hand and twisted it until his palm, which was still flowing with flames, faced the wrong direction- his face. He screamed loudly and dropped the young boy he had kept pressed against the wall the entire time. As soon as he did that, the young girl released his arm, causing the man to stumble back in pain.

The older women was terrified, and as a last resort set another wave of roots towards the children, trying to stop the freaky kid. The young girl raised her hand up until the back of her hand was in front of her. Suddenly stopping in midair, the roots that had been coming her way froze directly in front of her outstretched hand. The root lady's eyes widened in absolute terror. The man, who was just gaining his balance, looked at the situation with his now one and only good eye as it widened in shock. Even the young boy looked on in shock at what he was witnessing.

"Idiots never learn." With a snarky quip and a flick of her wrist, the multitudes of roots were sent right back at their master. Turning around with haste, the woman began running for her life as her own quirk was turned against her. The young girl looked at the man, who was now covered in severe burns. With just a glance from her, said man turned around as well, fleeing from the 'monster girl' he had been so unlucky to have met.

"Pfft." The girl laughed at the fleeing adults. It always cracked her up when they did that.

The young lady then turned toward the boy who was currently sitting on the ground against the wall, holding his left side with one arm and rubbing his sore bruised neck with the other. She looked him up and down, not only for injuries, but also to see who she had just saved. The young male had spiky ash blonde hair, scarlet colored eyes, fair skin, and a lean muscular shape. He was wearing a button up white shirt, which now sported many burned holes on it, and black slacks. His black jacket, that normally accompanied the outfit, was thrown to the side a few feet away- it was also scorched pretty badly.

The young girl reached down to offer the young boy help. However, the boy slapped her awaiting hand away, scoffing at her. "I don't ne-" The boy stopped as his hand, which was supposed to be falling back into place at his side, was grabbed by the girl who had moved extremely quickly to do so.

"I think you do." She spoke with a smile as she looked him in the eyes. With some difficulty, due to the stubborn boy, she helped him get up onto his feet. She then let him lean against the wall for some support as she talked once more. "Where you heading? I can help you get there."

The boy moved himself away from her. "Like I said, I don't need your help."

"And like I said before, I think you do."

The boy rolled his eyes at her and began limping his way out of the alley way, holding onto his side as he did so. The girl sighed at the idiot before jogging to catch up with him.

"Fine, I won't help you." She looked at him, walking besides him as they both left the alley.

"Good." The boy replied.

"But at least tell me your name. I mean, I did just save your butt so it's the least you could do." The girl smirked as she cheekily sassed towards the boy. The boy couldn't help but let one of his own smirks surface.

"Bakugo." He answered, stopping to look at the slightly smaller girl, finally taking in her features. She had light, golden brown, wavy hair that went past her shoulders. But to him, that wasn't the most catching trait she had. Nor was it her natural blushed checks or pink lips that contrasted her tan skin. It was her eyes that caught this attention. A pure snow white color surrounded the pupil of her eyes while a brush of gray lay in a ring around the mesmerizing color, separating her irises from the rest of her eyes. It was shockingly beautiful to say the least. "But... you can call me Katsuki." He said shyly.

The girl smiled as he turned to walk off.

"It was nice meeting you, Katsuki." The boy nodded as he limped down the street back to where he needed to be. But, before he was completely gone the girl spoke again. "Rose!" The boy stopped and turned back confused.

"My name's Rose." The girl said with a sweet smile. "And don't you forget it!" She finished with a dorky side smile before she waved good-bye and walked away as well.

"Rose, huh?" The boy chuckled to himself as he darkly stated. "Yes, indeed. I won't forget it."