Katsuki Bakugo

You never got along with Bakugou. You were irritated by his explosive temper: the way he treated others, how he got angry and told them to "die"—unpleasant words, right? On top of all that, you were also unnerved by the interactions you received from him.

But most importantly, Bakugo was the leader of your group. He plays guitar and sings. You'd performed on stage with the group several times already, which made you more popular among fans. After concerts, you were constantly photographed together, but there were exceptions—pictures of just the two of you—because fans loved your onstage chemistry. There were also those who shipped you.

A new day had dawned—preparing for the concert. All the band members were rehearsing and playing their instruments. Before going on stage, during rehearsal, Bakugou kept giving you strange looks you'd never noticed before.

When the concert began, you stood in your seat, ready to play along, but to your surprise, a completely unfamiliar rhythm swept through the hall. Bakugou stood by the microphone. His posture suggested he was nervous, but suddenly he began singing an unfamiliar song.

• Bakugo: I fell in love with the drummer of my own band, I know how stupid it is.

You looked at him, perplexed, trying to understand why he'd done this and behaved this way. As the main part of their concert began, Bakugou continued singing, and you remained silent, pondering his words. Loud cheers—mostly joyful—rang through the hall.

The other band members performed their parts in sync, as if they had been rehearsing it in secret from you.

• Bakugo: My heart doesn't even beat, only the kid and the barrel are pounding...