Step into the adrenaline-fueled world of Katsuki Bakugo, a defiant and relentless teenager with a taste for trouble. When a daredevil joyride with his friends escalates into a high-octane chase through city streets, Katsuki finds himself at the hear...
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1nd Monday, April
8:00 am
The low-pitched bell rang out in one ring, echoing over the school. In the blink of an eye, the campus filled slowly with students, all wearing neat uniforms.
They all look like prissy fuckers that get everything handed to them. Bakugo thought as he sneaked through the crowds to a massive warehouse-looking building on the edge of campus. Looking around to see if anyone had seen him he checked around the walls looking for a back door.
Finding a double door at the back of the building he pulls his bag from his shoulder and takes a lock-picking set from a compartment, he gets to work. It takes about a minute before the door clicks open. Slipping through the doors Bakugo enters the building.
Shutting the door behind him he peers around. It looks pretty plain, with stairs leading up to some doors and two corridors on either side leading to the front. Slinging his bag over his shoulder as he moves through one of the corridors.
Exiting the door his eyes land on rows of rows of chairs. Glancing around, there's a stage covered by curtains and the rest is pretty simple with air vents, heaters and air conditioners. Walking up to the stage he pulls himself up onto it.
Creeping behind the navy curtains he pulls out his phone, turning on the flash as he looks around. The floor was covered in scratches and scuffs as he placed his bag. Sitting beside it in the darkness, he took a lighter and a cigarette from his stash inside his water bottle.
Smirking to himself as he lit the tobacco and took a long puff, the smoke pooling around his head as he leaned back against the cool wood. Laying down fully with the soft flame on the end of the cigarette illuminating the area surrounding him.
Taking the stick from his mouth and flicking the ash to the floor, enjoying his morning cigarette as it brings him back to the memories made at Ketsubustu Academy with the group. Smoking behind the library every morning once they all arrived at the Academy, getting caught one time by Miss Joke. They all ran but Denki had to have one last puff, causing him to get barrel-tackled by the green-haired teacher. Only getting away with two weeks of detention.
Bakugo smiled for the first time in weeks, as the slow motion image of the blonde hitting the ground with a teacher the size of a pea on top of him and wrestling the smoke from his hand.
His thoughts quickly evaporate as the sound of voices floods through the room. Leaping up from his place he takes the last of his cigarette and throws it to the ground, stomping on it before kicking it away into the darkness of the curtains.
Picking his bag up just as the lights of the stage flicker on, hearing the voices grow closer he looks around for a spot. The back doors that lead backstage would be a good option but he can hear the stamp of someone coming. So he's stuck on the stage for now.
