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Prologue

The warm morning breeze blew through a certain teenage boy's ash-blond hair as he stood at the train station, hands stuffed into his UA uniform pants pockets while he patiently waited for his transportation to arrive.

By the time the train appeared and squeaked to a stop, he boarded it, his face blank of emotion, as he thinks about nothing in particular and just minds his business on the crowded yet quiet railcar. That is if you don't count the overly loud clanking of steel wheels hitting steel tracks.

That is how it is every morning.

The doors close as the coach tugs towards the boy's designated destination; back leaned against near one of the few pairs of doors. He looks to the side silently yet feeling bored.

It was like any other morning, waking up, getting ready, walking to the station etc.

Nothing out of the ordinary happens, which he certainly wasn't complaining about.

That is until a shadow loomed over the teen, resulting into him looking back over a little annoyed that someone, who he doesn't even recognize, dared to move so close to him and without his permission.

"Hey," a well dressed man, that looks to be in his thirties, greeted with a slight smile, seemingly innocent and non-threatening on first examination.

The younger just huffs and looks away again, not interested in talking.

"Don't ignore me."

"Fuck off, isn't it considered fuckin' rude to try and make conversation in a place like this, moron." He snapped back instantly, thinking about how it's way to damn early in the morning for this shit.

The feeling of a hand pressed on his shoulder brought a scowl on his face, so he raises his head and glares the man straight in the eye with his carmine ones.

"I thought I would come over here and say, you would make a very beautiful girl. You have a nice complexion and devilish eyes, very alluring—I must say." The smile still present on his expression, as if what he said was a causal compliment he gave often.

Though, Katsuki didn't feel flattered at all.

The sudden feeling of fatigue washed over the blond, so he instantly smacked the mans hand off him with a sneer.

"Hah?" His brows quirked in surprise and anger.

"What the hell are you trying to say?!" His palms face upwards for defense at the major red flags this stranger is giving off.

"Beautiful girls make healthy wallets."

Katsuki furrows his brows at the mans play on words. "You damned creep. I should beat the shit out of you for saying that to me!" The venom in his tone alone expresses his pissed off features. "Now fuck off, I'm obviously a guy, idiot!"

The man didn't seem too phased by the display and just simply replied with a snarky attitude and a small knowing chuckle.

"I will see you soon, Bakugou."

Before he could even step forward to grab the guy's shirt to teach him a lesson and to figure out how the hell he knew his name, the train's cabin doors slide open, causing the blond to be separated by the strange man as passengers pile out and new passengers pile in.

He gives off a single Tch when losing slight of the guy in the constant moving crowd and begins his way to UA; debating if he should report the stranger.

Though, as he thinks about it his head begins to grow in pain, causing him to groan irritated while holding his head against his palm.

"Now I'm in a god damn mood."