He woke up. Stood in front of his mattress and thought for just a moment before practically ripping his room to shreds. He had to find the picture. If he didn't, how could he know for sure it was even real?
So he began looking. He looked under his bed, and everywhere else but couldn't find it... Just as he was about to give up he noticed the shimmering of glass from underneath a cracked floor bored. He walked over slowly and lifted up the bored to reveal the broken picture... X's and all...
It was the day the entirety of class 1A would become apprentices. The would shadow one of the pro's for a few months then become one themselves. Bakugou was assigned to EraserHead-
A few hours after the event, sirens began to wail wildly to alert the student of a villain on campus. They were back at UA for the evening.
To Bakugou's complete shock the villain was none other than his Izuku.
He stood there in complete shock as the villain walked slowly with a backpack on. What was in it? A weapon?
Izuku crept closer with the picture inside his red backpack. As he made his way closer to the hero's he felt the nearly overwhelming need to fight, but he doesn't... He slowly puts his hand up in surrender and exclaimed slowly and clearly so that the idiot's surrounding him could understand...
"I just want to talk. I have a few questions. If you want you can take me into custody after but-" he was cut off by one of the pro hero's attacking him.
He dodged the attackers and exclaimed, " Oh for the love of All Might himself! What about 'I just want to talk' do you moronic idiots not understand!?" He shouted angrily.
Once he had calmed for his outburst, he once again showed his hands and crept frowned once more.