Katsuki Bakugo

It was late afternoon when Katsuki had came home. Already moving to toe off his shoes, and swiftly placing them onto the rack beside the door.

He had been out with some of his friends from school. From the looks of it, Katsuki had bought a couple of things; casually holding an armful of bags as he walked through the house after he slid his slippers on.

Bakugo was bee-lining it to his bedroom without greeting either of his parents, and was more focused on unpacking whatever he had bought.