'Zero Ground, Zero Motive.. 𝐙𝐞𝐫𝐨.'

Chapter 1, 𝐙𝐞𝐫𝐨 Ground..

《Stripper/Sex Doll AU! Warnings below;》
• NSFW
• Mentions of sexual affection
• Possible Rape (?)
《Warnings above, now onwards;》

Katsuki Bakugou,
A hot headed classmate of class 1-A at UA Academy, known for his notorious acts of anger and constant shouting,  or for example.. his acts of selflessness  and selfishness, wanting and exclaiming continuously that he was in fact;
The best

The best at what though..?

For he never stated, other than; 'I'm the best at everything damn extras!'
No one believed this other than himself of course, the constant screams, shouts, and pushing.. shoving, the list goes on like a fustrated toddler, wanting to fight his way to the swingset before anyone else.
He was nothing but a spoiled teenager, or that's what everyone thought, other than..

Well, the point in time where Aizawa sent a message out to the class of a form where their parents had to sign something, as usual, him forging a random signature..
But this time, he was caught out, one of his friends hearing in on the conversation between him and the sensei, the person who heard..?
Mina Ashido.

She knew,
She knew one of his secrets, Aizawa talking to Bakugou about the fact his parents had both left their names out of the blonde's school file.
He knew, he knew that they had, he found no harm in it, shrugging it off, turning and leaving, this of course creating a worried teacher as he left the room, leaving the room as Mina tried to talk to him, just to get brushed off as she sighed.

•••

Night time struck, small spotlights of the street lamps casting over the sleeping boy's form, a few mannequins standing in the corner of his room beside his desk, all with different outfits.. or well, revealing outfits on them perfect for his job.
His phone vibrated softly on his desk as he groaned, slowly rubbing his eyes, thick black eyelashes batting as he shuffled into a sitting up position before a small smile made it's way onto his face, checking the time as he grabbed his phone from it's charging position, a message lighting up his screen;

Tutor;
Good afternoon, or night should I say?
Your shift begins in an hour, get changed and make your way over, your clients are booked in and ready for you. ~S
Sent at 23:25pm

The blonde smiled, humming softly as he got out of bed, stretching softly knowing he'd need it as he yawned.
He strolled over to his desk, placing his phone down after leaving a quick message back in reply;

Zero;
You got it boss, I'll be there in time as usual, don't worry.
23:27pm

He groaned, making sure to stretch properly before grabbing his 'spare' backpack, grey in colour and packed with hoodies and jeans, as a backup after his night was over.
He hummed, flipping through his outfits on his mannequins before pursing his lips and turning to his closet instead, pulling out the perfect outfit for the night ahead of him:

A black short, pleated skirt and matching thigh highs along with a black and orange infused bra just for the sake of it and a see through lace black cardigan to cover his forearms, dangling off of his body.
He hummed softly, pulling everything on as he bagged his platform shoes into his backpack before pulling on a hoodie and some sweatpants over his skirt and converse before making his way out of the dorms being as quiet as he could.

His shoes thumped against the concrete below him, short breathes in the cold air caused carbon dioxide to create small smoke like creations before dispersing in the air as he smiled.
The silence was calming..  distant beeps of car horns and the grumble of wheels against the roads, but nothing too alarming.
He kept to himself, humming quietly as he slowly walked through the empty streets, making his way to the all time famous gay strip club in Japan.