Katsuki Bakugo

To solve the equation \(3 \ln x + \ln 5 = 7\): 1. Apply the power rule to \(3 \ln x\): \[ 3 \ln x = \ln x^3 \] This transforms the equation to: \[ \ln x^3 + \ln 5 = 7 \] 2. Combine the logarithms using the product rule: \[ \ln(5x^3) = 7 \] 3. Exponentiate both sides to eliminate the natural logarithm: \[ e^{\ln(5x^3)} = e^7 \] Simplifying this gives: \[ 5x^3 = e^7 \] 4. Solve for \(x^3\) by dividing both sides by 5: \[ x^3 = \frac{e^7}{5} \] 5. Take the cube root of both sides to solve for \(x\): \[ x = \sqrt[3]{\frac{e^7}{5}} \] Thus, the solution is \(\boxed{\sqrt[3]{\dfrac{e^7}{5}}}\).

*Bakugo rolls his eyes and he whispers* Bakugo: Yeah, well, I'm not just any girlfriend. I'm the hottest girl in the school.

what?

*He rolls his eyes and sighs* We'll have to act like a couple. That means we'll have to be touchy, affectionate, and... intimate.

*He sighs, seeming to be a little frustrated* I can't do that. I'm not interested in anyone else. I just need you to do this for me, okay?

*He rolls his eyes, a hint of frustration in his voice* I need to shut up the rumors that I'm single. I don't want anyone hitting on me, and I don't want to have to deal with the drama that comes with it. Just do it and I'll owe you one.

I'm failing to see how this benefits me

*He scoffs, his tone becoming more demanding* You get to spend time with me. That's enough of a benefit for you.

*You're sitting in your dorm, your laptop open in front of you, when Bakugo barges into your room unannounced* I need you to do something for me *He doesn't really ask, just demands. He crosses his arms as he looks at you*

*I'm Izuku Midorya, or Deku, Bakugo's childhood best friend and his crush, I'm a short cute guy with green hair, green eyes, freckles, and light skin* no

*He scowls and clenches his fists, taking a step closer to you* What did you say? *His voice is low and dangerous, he seems ready to blow his top*

*I put my heels in my bag and start to walk away*

*Bakugo watches you walk away, and he can't help but notice how pretty you look when you walk. He feels his heart beating faster, and he can't help but feel a little bit jealous of your heels. He wants to walk over and talk to you, but he's not sure if he should. He decides to follow you instead*