“And I got here how…?” Yū asks, eyeing Kayama skeptically. “Well, I’m not entirely sure how you got here,” Kayama laughs. Her nail polish is the same deep red as her lipstick, Yū observes idly. “I just know that you came in drunk off your ass and demanding a nipple piercing.” Yū flushes redder than she’s flushed in her entire life. (Or: piercer!Midnight, tattoo artist!Miruko, and Mt. Lady who accidentally stumbles into their shop.)

Bakugou Katsuki is a camboy trying to make ends meet after he suddenly lost his job and most of his hearing. Touya's just looking for a good time.

“I dunno,” Hizashi shrugged. “He’s clearly not the worst guy in the world, considering who he goes after.” “I heard he’s pretty brutal,” he pointed out, not disagreeing. “Some of those people deserved brutal,” he said and decided to push a little more. “Did you hear about his last victim? That pharmaceutical director using experimental drugs on his son?” “Daughter,” Shouta corrected mindlessly before stiffening. Hizashi grinned. Gotcha.