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An eerie silence surrounded the apartment building. Each step could be heard by any stranger in the hundred meter radius. The bustling sounds of the city didn't reach this obscure place and even if it did, no one would be here to hear it. Broken windows, blood stains and a dead dog, whose flesh was almost entirely eaten by the crows swarming the area. A part of the city no one visited or lived in. This story would not exist if that was truly the case though. There was only one person who was deranged enough to live in such a building, my new classmate, Shuji Tsushima.
I first laid my eyes on him a few days after moving into the dorm. It was a tuesday morning. I had woken up early because the air conditioner in my room had broke the night before. I couldn't sleep peacefully, it was too hot. I didn't want to open my bedroom window either, the paranoia of the League coming back to attack us was still fresh in my mind. I had left my room to go to the common area and perhaps get started on breakfast. The sun had not yet risen and the cold morning air made me shiver. As I was waiting for my coffee to brew I saw a strange shadow. It was lingering near the bushes outside, close to the entrance. The figure looked like a man, but I couldn't make out anything else. My gut feeling told me to flee from the window in fear of getting seen, but the urge to see what the stranger would do got the best of me. I continued staring at him for a few more minutes, the sound of my coffee being made startled me and I jumped back from the window. After pouring myself the hot drink I got close enough to watch the figure again, but what I saw there still makes me freeze to this day. The man was staring back at me, his pitch black eyes analyzing my every gesture. I couldn't move, I just stood still, afraid to shift even an inch from my current spot. What felt like a never ending nightmare finished when the light in the kitchen turned on. I spun my head to look at the intruder so fast that I gave myself whiplash. It was Bakugou, he was staring at me unsure of what to say. I don't know if it was the fear of the stranger outside or my body still not being quite awake, but the boiling cup of coffee slipped out of my hand and shattered on the hardwood floor. I broke out in a cold sweat and fell on my knees. Never in my life have I felt the touch of death so close, this freezing gaze that paralyzed my mind and body made me fear for my life. I didn't know then, about the horrifying events that would follow, but I could feel a sense of impending doom lingering over my shoulders.