[ Okay, so. There was one thing that was very clear to Monika: Bakugou was a jerk. She would go so far as to say he was a first-class jerk, fit to fight in the world championship for the title of biggest jerk of the year. But people were defined by more than just one trait, right? Even if he was a jerk, surely there were... Other qualities to him. What, she didn't know yet. But she had to give him a chance, like she had with Natsuki.
And why, it seemed the similarities between those two ran deeper than she'd first imagined. Much like her friend, he seemed to have a talent for cooking! It was pretty impressive, to see him doing something so well without being a ball of anger. Maybe cutting all that food had calmed him down enough that he would be... Less angery?
She approached him with a smile. And thanks to Emet-Selch's noble sacrifice, Monika knew better than to try the food. ]
That's impressive. You seem to have a talent for cooking.
Cutthroat Cooking
And why, it seemed the similarities between those two ran deeper than she'd first imagined. Much like her friend, he seemed to have a talent for cooking! It was pretty impressive, to see him doing something so well without being a ball of anger. Maybe cutting all that food had calmed him down enough that he would be... Less angery?
She approached him with a smile. And thanks to Emet-Selch's noble sacrifice, Monika knew better than to try the food. ]
That's impressive. You seem to have a talent for cooking.