M:”Uraraka! I know your not trying to be rude, but your making it sound like your calling him those things, and making them sound true!”
It was after the party, and Bakugou was fucking. Pissed. He stormed upstairs to his chambers and into a small side room he forbade anyone from entering. The room was pretty bare, the only big thing in it-was a mirror. And in that mirror, although the reflection was foggy at first-growing increasingly clearer as Bakugou ranted-was Shinsou.
"can you believe that fucking baron!? What, did he actually think I'd marry him-I have standards! I'm the king for god's sakes, I'm not just gonna marry any old bastard-"