*Third-Person P.O.V.*

"Bakugo,"

Bakugo turned his head slowly and soon saw Kaminari running at him from across the hallway.

"Fuck off, dunce face. I'm going to class," he grumbled, his pace not at all quickened by Kaminari's sprinting.

"No, it's serious, listen to me, dude!"

Bakugo finally stopped in his tracks. "What the hell do you want?"

"It's (y/n)," Kaminari explained, out of breath.

"I don't care."

"Bakugo, she ran off crying and I don't know how to help her. You're the only person I've seen around and I-I'm scared she's gonna do something stupid."

Bakugo blinked at Kaminari. "I don't fucking care."

Kaminari's face went red. "Why are you like this? She needs someone right now and she won't listen to me, please, just-"

"I said I don't care, Kaminari."

Kaminari clenched his fist and pushed past Bakugo, frustrated at the boy's abrasiveness. "Get out of my way then."