STORM

Media Shit-STORM

 After a restful sleep, Denki wakes up to screeches of horror. He's up in an instant and runs to the sitting area of their room to see Thomas gaping at his phone. He's about to question the other when the sound of his revenge song plays from the device. Denki's eyes widened at the realization that they hadn't publicly released the song, so whatever Thomas was watching was from the party. Despite Ariel having told the venue and guests prior to performing that there was to be no recording on any devices, someone had disregarded their rules. Denki finally checked his own phone and saw the trending page, at the top in big, bold letters:

STORM IDENTITIES REVEALED: THE FACES BEHIND THE MUSIC

His blood boiled as he clutched his phone, grinding his teeth harshly. He went back to his room and got dressed in a black crop tank, fishnet turtleneck, black jeans, and black sneakers. He put his hair in a high ponytail, flicked on his black sunglasses, and snagged his wallet by the front door before bolting out. He noticed their group chat was going crazy, so he simply typed his reply before shutting off his phone.

"I'll handle this"

That's all the context the other group members had. Pearson and Chase just got off the elevator on their floor as Denki's let him off, they had just missed him. Denki didn't care about his friends calling him, he didn't care that they were trying to stop him, the only thing he was going to do was give Bakugo a piece of his mind. Bakugo would be the one to fix this, he had the resources and influence to do so. Besides, it was he and Tokoyami that planned this party, out of the two it was obvious who he hated more.

The train ride to center city was short, safe for a few fans wanting a selfie. Denki complied, putting on a sweet face and letting the group take selfies. They chatted about how amazing the new song was, how they loved that their music was so full of emotion, and that they were happy to finally see the amazing people behind their favorite band. Denki softened a bit at that, he knew their true fans loved them regardless. This face reveal may weed out some of the fakes and posers. But, it still didn't change the fact that SOMEONE at that party leaked a video of them.

The boiling rage was brought down to a simmer thanks to those fans, he knew those selfies would probably be posted as soon as they had good wifi and the band would get more publicity. That didn't matter right now, though, as he stared at the entrance to Bakugo, Todoroki, and Midoriya's agency. Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the doors. The receptionist was busy on the phone, so he patiently waited for her to finish before speaking. When she did hang up, she barely spared him a glance.

"May I help you?" She had a nasally voice and an accent Denki couldn't really place.

"Yes, I need to speak with Bakugo, it's urgent," the receptionist laughed.

"Dynamight isn't seeing anybody right now,"

"I'm not asking to see Dynamight, I'm asking to see Bakugo. I will never acknowledge his hero name, so please refrain from correcting me," Denki returned the attitude, "now, I need to speak to him on an urgent matter, can you please call him and see if he'll see me," the receptionist scoffed.

"Listen, I don't know who you think you are, but you aren't seeing him. Not that he'd ever talk to some goth twink," she muttered that last bit, which made Denki lose his temper.

"EXCUSE ME?!" he shouted, gathering attention, "MY FASHION CHOICES AND BEDROOM LIFE ARE NONE OF YOUR CONCERN NOR ARE SUBJECTS YOU SHOULD BE CONVERSING ABOUT!!! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ME!!!" the receptionist laughed.

"You're right, I don't. And I will continue not to know you as security escorts you out of-"

"Denki?!" Momo yelps, having just gotten to the lobby about to leave for patrol. The receptionist instantly stands up and bows.