RESURGENCE - MHA x FReader

Chapter VI: Evening at the Bakugo Residence

The sound of the shower echoed through the house, a constant reminder of the mundane routines that defined our lives. Mom was taking a bath, probably lost in her own thoughts as the steam filled the bathroom. I leaned against the doorframe, waiting for a chance to ask her what I should wear to dinner tonight.

Tonight was different. It wasn't just any dinner. It was dinner at Bakugo Katsuki's house-a prospect that filled me with a strange mix of excitement and apprehension. Bakugo, with his sharp edges and fierce determination, was not someone I naturally gravitated towards. Yet, fate seemed determined to intertwine our paths, just as it had with all the other characters in this story.

"Dinner at Bakugo Katsuki's house," I muttered to myself, testing the words out loud. It sounded innocuous enough. He's just a kid, after all. What harm could come from a simple dinner?

As I stood there, waiting, my mind wandered to the future. Not the distant future filled with heroism and grand battles, but the immediate future that awaited me at Bakugo's dinner table. It was a chance to understand him better, perhaps even to bridge the gap between us. But deep down, I knew it wouldn't be easy. He is a stormy sea, unpredictable.

It's amusing, in a bitter sort of way, how a single, fleeting encounter with the main characters of an anime can upend your entire worldview. They say foreknowledge of the future is a curse, a burden too heavy to bear. But for me, it's a chance-a chance to alter the course of events, to defy fate's cruel hand. I refuse to be a passive bystander as tragedy unfolds, as heroes meet their untimely demise and lives unravel in sorrow.

Instead, I seek a resurgence-a revival of hope that defies the looming darkness. It's a longing for every heartache to be met not with despair, but with the steadfast courage and unyielding resilience that we all possess deep within. This isn't just about rewriting destiny; it's about forging a new path where hope shines brighter than ever, where our scars become symbols of strength, and where every setback becomes a stepping stone towards a better tomorrow.

I want to change it all

Tensei's harrowing clash with the Hero Killer, Eri's agonizing confinement, Sir Nighteye's tragic demise, Mirio's devastating loss of his quirk-these are the moments that haunt me, that keep me up at night. Midnight's death, the destruction of war looming on the horizon-how can I stand idly by and let it all happen?

I have years before canon begins, years to make a difference, however small. Maybe rewriting history is beyond my grasp, but I can certainly try to nudge it in a different direction. I want to be a part of this world, to help in whatever way I can. Changing the future means stepping into the unknown, making choices that might not always be right. But I have to try. For Midoriya, for Bakugo, for all the heroes and the people they save. For myself, to prove that I can be more than just a bystander.

But it's not just about the grand tragedies. It's about the accumulation of small, unnoticed moments too-the silent agony that festers unnoticed until it becomes unbearable. I refuse to witness Midoriya's solitary struggle, to see him bullied into submission. I won't stand by as Bakugo's relentless drive for victory isolates him from everyone, leaving him stranded in his pursuit of greatness. They deserve more than this relentless cycle of pain and loneliness.

As Dad finished shaving in the bathroom, I straightened up, steeling myself for the evening ahead. Dinner at Bakugo Katsuki's house-a seemingly ordinary event, yet laden with possibilities. I couldn't help but wonder what role I might play in this story, how my presence could shape the future.