Solo

My bad guys

I looked up as the door swung inwards at exactly eight o'clock. 

I watched my band mates walk in anf close the door all but bakugo tense. 

"Guys hold up a second" I sigh standing. "Put your stuff in the corner then follow me"

I grabbed a face mask and walk out of the door, listening to them putting their stuff away and racing after me. 

"Where are we going?" Kami asked as we exited the studio my mask firmly in place. 

"The amusment park" I said with a shrug and started the short work. 

"Don't we have practice?" Mina asked.

"Not today, Today I treat you to a day out." I instructed. 

"Why?" Kami asked again. 

"WHATS WITH THE WHYS" I snapped before shaking my head. 

"I'm sorry for yelling at you yesterday, It was completely unfair." I sighed. 

"So this is a sorry?" Kiri asked quickening his pace to walk beside me and I nodded. 

"WOOP WOOP!" Mina shouted. "Not that you needed to appologise but hey if you feeling bad gets us days off please yell more" 

I rolled my eyes and kept up the pace.

As we arrived at the amusement park, the air was filled with the joyful hum of excited families and the distant, cheerful cries of people enjoying the rides.

I kept my face mask securely in place, a habit I had grown accustomed to over the years to maintain a sense of normalcy and privacy.

My bandmates were buzzing with energy, clearly thrilled by the surprise outing.

Kami and Mina were practically bouncing on their feet, while Kiri had a broad grin on his face.

Bakugo, though less expressive, seemed intrigued by the change of pace.

"Alright, everyone stick close," I instructed as we entered the park. "Let's enjoy the day and make the most of it."

As we wandered through the park, we hit the rides and attractions, laughing and joking as we went.

The atmosphere was lively, and I could feel the stress of our usual practice schedule melting away.

Bakugo and I found ourselves paired together more often, either waiting in lines or navigating the park.

Our conversations, though occasional, were surprisingly easy, and I noticed a subtle shift in his demeanor—less guarded, more relaxed.

"Izuku, you better not be hiding from the paparazzi," Bakugo teased, a smirk playing on his lips as we stood in line for the roller coaster. "I know you're used to this kind of attention."

"Maybe I'm just enjoying a day off," I replied, grinning behind my mask.

"Besides, not everyone knows who I am without the full getup."

"True," he said, "but you're pretty recognizable."

As the day wore on, the park's crowd seemed to grow, and our group became more engrossed in the fun.

Mina and Kami dragged Kiri to a cotton candy stand, while Bakugo and I decided to check out a game booth.

"Hey, Izu, you want to give this a shot?" Bakugo asked, pointing to a ring toss game.

"Sure, why not?" I replied, taking a token and stepping up to the booth.

 My mask shifted slightly as I took aim, but I didn't think much of it.

The game was a fun distraction, and I managed to win a stuffed toy, much to Bakugo's amusement.

As we were about to leave the booth, a sudden gust of wind caught my mask, and before I could adjust it, it flew off my face.

In an instant, the cheerful background noise of the park was replaced by a rising murmur that quickly escalated into excited shouts.

People were starting to recognize me.

The realization hit me like a freight train, and I tried to quickly retrieve my mask, but it was too late.

"Oh shit, it's him!" someone shouted.

The crowd began to swarm toward us, their excitement palpable and overwhelming.

I could see flashes of cameras and hear the cacophony of voices calling my name.

My bandmates were immediately at my side, trying to shield me from the encroaching crowd since they weren't known, but it was no use.

The throng of people surged forward, their curiosity and enthusiasm nearly suffocating.

"Back off!" Bakugo shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos as he attempted to push people away.

"Give him some space!" Amidst the confusion, I grabbed Bakugo's arm, my heart racing.

"We need to get out of here. Call for Shoto!" Kami was already pulling out his phone, frantically dialing a number.

Mina was trying to keep the crowd at bay with a combination of shouts and desperate gestures.

Kiri was right by my side, looking equally worried.

Shoto appeared soon after, his presence commanding instant attention and creating a path through the crowd.

His calm demeanor and authoritative voice helped to quell the chaos, and he swiftly guided us away from the park's center.

"Shoto!" I called out, relief flooding through me as he approached.

"Thank God you're here." Shoto's eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the situation.

"Izuku," he said, his tone both stern and concerned, "this is becoming a habit. You need to be more mindful of your public appearances."

"I know," I said, my voice shaky but determined. "I didn't expect this to happen. I'm sorry for the trouble." Shoto nodded, his expression softening a bit.

"We'll discuss this later. For now, let's get you out of here." As we moved toward the exit, Shoto continued to manage the crowd with practiced ease, his presence a calming force.

The bandmates and I followed closely, trying to keep our composure despite the adrenaline still pumping through our veins.

Once we were safely away from the park and into the waiting vehicle, Shoto finally turned to me, his expression a mix of frustration and relief.

"Seriously, Izu, you need to be more aware of the impact you have."

"I know, Sho," I said, rubbing my temples. "I'm sorry. I didn't think it would get this out of hand." Shoto's gaze softened, and he put a hand on my shoulder.

"It's not just about being careful. It's about finding a balance between your personal life and your public persona."

"I know," I said, meeting his gaze with resolve.

I glanced at Bakugo, who gave me a nod of approval.

 "You handled yourself well back there," he said. "Better than I expected."

"Thanks, I've only done it a few times" I said, appreciating his unexpected praise.

"Just remember," he added with a smirk, "if you pull another stunt like this, I'll be the first one to drag you back into reality."

"I didn't even do it on purpose!!."

The day's events still buzzed in my mind, and I was trying to regain a sense of normalcy.

 The earlier chaos had taken its toll, and I was eager to unwind.

Suddenly, I noticed a girl sitting on a nearby bench, her face buried in her hands as she sobbed quietly.

The sight tugged at something inside me, and I felt a pang of empathy.

Without thinking, I removed my face mask that Shoto had givien me as we were leaving and walking over to her.

"Hey," I said softly, kneeling beside her. "Are you okay?"

The girl looked up, her tear-streaked face meeting mine with a mix of surprise and awe. Her eyes widened as she recognized me, but her distress was evident.

"Hey, it's alright," I continued, my voice gentle. "I'm here to help."

I took a deep breath and began to sing softly, choosing a song that I hoped would comfort her.

The melody I picked was calm and soothing, a contrast to the earlier excitement of the park.

As I sang, I saw the girl's tears begin to slow, her breathing becoming more even.

The crowd around the park had noticed me again, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected sight.

People began to gather, their phones out, capturing the moment.

Despite the attention, my focus remained solely on the girl.

As the last notes of the song faded, I offered her a reassuring smile.

"Are you alright? What happened?" The girl shook her head, her voice trembling.

"I lost my mom. I don't know where she is."

"Okay," I said, trying to remain calm  "We're going to find her. Do you know where you last saw her?"

She nodded, pointing toward the amusement park's main entrance. "She was right there, and then I got lost."

I stood up and turned to the crowd, trying to make myself heard over the murmur of voices.

"Excuse me, everyone! I need your help. There's a young girl here who's lost her mother. If anyone has seen a woman who might be looking for her, please come forward."

The crowd's murmurs grew louder as people began to take notice.

Some began to move towards the entrance, while others made phone calls and shouted for help.

Shoto and my bandmates, who had followed me at a distance, were now at my side, their concern evident.

"Do you have a description of your mom?" Shoto asked the girl, his voice steady and authoritative.

"She's wearing a red jacket and has short brown hair," the girl replied, her voice quivering.

"Alright," Shoto said, signaling to the security personnel who were starting to arrive. "We'll get an announcement made and search the area."

I turned back to the girl, kneeling beside her once more. "Don't worry. We're going to find your mom. Just stay here with me for a moment."

As we waited, the crowd continued to assist, spreading out to help with the search.

I could see the girl's anxiety starting to ease slightly, and I offered her a comforting smile. "You did great by staying calm. We'll find her."

After a few tense minutes, a security officer came up with a woman who was frantically searching for her daughter.

The woman's face lit up with relief upon seeing the girl, and she rushed over, hugging her tightly.

"Oh, thank God!" the woman exclaimed, her voice choked with emotion. "I was so worried!"

"I'm glad we found you," I said, giving her a reassuring smile. "Everything's going to be okay."

The woman turned to me, her eyes filled with gratitude "Thank you so much. I don't know how to repay you."

"No need to worry about that," I replied, shaking my head. "I'm just glad we could help."

As the crowd began to disperse, Shoto and my bandmates gathered around me.

"You did a good thing," Shoto said, his tone softened by genuine respect.

"Yeah," Bakugo added, giving me an approving nod.

"Not a bad way to turn things around." Mina, Kami, and Kiri were also expressing their appreciation, their faces reflecting the relief and admiration they felt.

"Thanks," I said, feeling a mix of relief and gratitude. "I'm just glad we could help."

The day had turned out to be more eventful than I'd anticipated and I was going home to sleep. 

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