chapter 1

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The holidays are around. All the teens and children head to their homes with full of joy and excitment except Todoroki. He packed his clothes lazily. He hates going home on weekend because of his daddy issues. He didn't really hated going home but, he hates his father's existence everytime he comes back. He opens his door dorm and walk through the living room to check if any of his friends isn't going home yet. Empty. 'Great, i'm the last person.' He step his foot out of the drom and waits for his brother to bring him home. He takes out his phone and texted Natsuo.

'Hey, where are you?'

He waited for the message to reply and sat on the entrace.

His phone viberates.

'On my way, sorry i had to clear things up. Because i had an arguement with that old man again'

'Its okey. I just finish packing my stuff and waiting for you to pick me up. I'm infront of the drom's door'

The message read. He close his phone and wait with patience. He scrolled his instagram while waiting. A minutes later Natsuo appread with his car, Todoroki picked his bag and gets in the car. "What happen this time?" He asked his brother about the chaos that endevor made. "He tried to beat mom. Me and your sister defend mom. At the end, i got beaten."

"At least mom didn't got beaten again"

"Did he beat you hard?"

"A little.... he beat my back.. ah!" He felt sympathetic towards him. The both todorokis went silent. A minutes later they reach their destination. "Hey you need some help with your bags?" Natsuo asked. "Its okey, i can pick it by myself" he replied. "C'mon, let me help you. Just this once." His brother smiled, Todoroki smiled back. "Fine" he opened the car door and head to the boot. Natsuo gets out of the car and walks to boot and picked some of Todoroki's bags. After the two siblings takes his bags, they walk to the entrance and takes off his shoes. He really missed his home. "Hey, is he home?" Todoroki shout from the entrance to natsuo. "Nope he's gone."

"Typical him. After beating one of his family he'd ran away."

"Yeah, he never change"

Todoroki walk pass the living room and reach his room. He opens the door, he miss his room. The scent,the sight and everything. Natsuo arrive at his room and puts his bags at the center of his tatami mat. "Thank you for helping me. I'm sorry for not waiting you" he apologies as he didn't wait for him at the car park. "Nah, its okey! Its not a big deal!" He replied. "Where's mom?"

"In her room. Wanna come?"

"I was about to join you" todoroki and his brother head to their mother's room. Todoroki knocked and opened the door."hey mom...." he walk to his mother, he saw a bruise on her cheek. "Hey, you're back. How was your school?"

"Its just the same. All around with cheerful and annyoing friends..." his mother smiled and happy to hear his school day was full of fun.
"I miss you so much..." his mother said. "Me too" she hold Todoroki's hand tightly and hugged him.

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Bakugo slamed his body at his bed. 'What a tiring week...' his heart whispered. He layed down for a while before he started to unpack his stuff. He takes out his phone and opened his 'squad' group chat.

'Who's still in the drom?'

'Maybe Todoroki, because i'm the second before the last person to leave the drom'

'Ouwh, okey. So do you guys have any ideas for this holiday? Maybe i'll be trapped at home bcs my parents had some work to do.'

'Nope'

'Absolutly not...'

'Aha i'm going to my hometown,tomorrow. But i can still contact with you guys'

'Great, lets hang out sometimes'

'Hell no, i had enough with you guys i need a rest'

'Up to you'

'How about the others?'

'I'm on'

'Me too'

'G8 see you this evening, 7:00 p.m.'

'What? Its all of the sudden! Maybe tomorrow  or other days, kaminari. We're tired!'

'Fine'

Bakugo exit the chat and off his phone. He takes his towel and entered the toilet to have a fresh bath.

Hey, i know its not intersting at all. But i'll do my best to make it intersting. I'm bad at writing. I do write, but i stopped a while ago. Welp, bye!


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