He couldn't help but smile faintly. Maybe they couldn't agree on some things, maybe they each had a different way of making friends; but one thing was certain - they knew each other well. In those three years, they had built something that Bakugou could call a friendship without a single ironic undertone. Although... The last few months it's been weird. If Bakugou were to return to the moment he first realized something was wrong, it would be a Christmas party they had been preparing for the second time in the common areas after the last hour at school before everyone decided to go back to their homes for the holidays.