𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 II 𝙏𝙤𝙠𝙮𝙤𝙍𝙚𝙫 ✔︎

PROLOGUE.

"Bakugo, don't!" The hero your interning with yells. "Shut up!" you shout back.

Today was supposed to be a regular day while interning with the no.3 hero, Best Jeanist, along with your classmates Kirishima who was miraculously allowed to intern with the same hero as well. Everything was supposed to go as planned but of course, when you're in a city with a high crime rate, nothing is peaceful. Nor goes on schedule.

You were currently trying to fight off a villain with an unknown quirk, she seemed weak but no one knew her full potential.

It's been a game of cat and mouse for around 5-6 minutes straight and damn was the villain fast, and being a total sucky bitch.

"Let's see how you'll feel in a world without quirks! Feeling lonely and helpless. I'll consider visiting you one day! Toodles!!"

Suddenly you felt weightless, everything around you started getting blurry until it went black.

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"-ey, Bakugo!" a familiar voice says. You just respond with a light huff through your nose, not bothering to make the effort to open your eyes. Then you feel someone's cold hand flick your forehead.

Groaning while lifting yourself up, you finally decide to open your eyes, only to close them right after due to the bright lights that shone down onto you. Slowly peeling your eyes open again, you look around, finding yourself in a room that what seemed to be a storage room.

Then your eyes meet with a certain someone you like to call "shitty hair", Eijirou Kirishima, one of your classmates.

"Hey, hey! Bakubro, where are we?" Kirishima asks, looking at you with a curious gaze. Once again, you only reply with a low huff.

There was a short moment of silence until you both heard a muffled 'ding' and some chatter not too far away from where you two were.

Wondering what it was, you both walked out of the room you were previously in, only to find a tall boy, almost looking like a grown man. He had both sides of his head shaved, with a dragon tattoo on the left side.

"Who the fuck-"