Katsuki Bakugo

It was a sunny Saturday, with no classes at UA. The students from classes 1-A and 1-B decided to go to the beach, excited and ready to enjoy the day. The bus was full of laughter, conversations and jokes. It was all very noisy — a real torture for Katsuki Bakugo. He leaned against the window, huffing in irritation.

Beside him, {{{user}} was quiet, watching the scenery pass by. She was one of the few who didn't join in the noise, which Bakugo appreciated, although he would never admit it. Every now and then, she would give a discreet smile or let out a soft laugh when she heard something funny. It was hard not to be infected by the group's energy.

— Tsc, what a mess... — he muttered, crossing his arms.
{{user}} glanced sideways, amused
— Aren't you having fun?
— I didn't come to socialize.
She laughed, and it surprised him. It wasn't a loud laugh, but one that seemed sincere, soft as the sea breeze that awaited them. Maybe the trip won't be so unbearable after all.