Starry Night Sky [KiriBaku Fanfic]

Prologue

     "Ahh, fucking finally," he breathed as he leaned back. A perfect copy from the scenery to the canvas displayed before him and the people behind him.

     "Eiji! Eiji! Look! Look at that drawing the boy did!" squeaked a little girl that ran up beside him. He wasn't really too fond of children but he loved being praised. "Sir sir, can you draw me and my brother? Please please please please please?!"

     "Sorry kid, I don't take request," the blond said holding his tongue. He remembered the last time he cursed in front of a child while painting in public he almost got sued.

     "Sir please?! My mommy will love it!" she pleaded annoyingly.

     "Ayana!" called out a guy. Bakugou looked up to see a male with red eyes and red hair in a ridiculous style. He almost choked on his spit, for he thought the look was hilarious. "Ayana, quit bugging him! What did I say about peer pressure?"

     "It makes people uncomfy and angry," the little girl said gloomily. The redhead scooped her up in his arms and ruffled her already messy black hair.

     "Good girl." He turned to the blond who was packing up his stuff in a bag. He gazed on the canvas and gasped in delight, his eyes widening at the masterpiece. "Wow man, that's some serious talent you have there!"

     "I know, I don't need you to tell me that," he spat, annoyed at how cheerful and carefree this guy was trying to make conversation.

     "Du-Dude, chill out. No need to get harsh—"

     "I don't give a damn. Now go away." Bakugou sent a serious glare towards the redhead which made him shiver. He snatched up the canvas and collapsed the stand with practiced ease before stomping away.

     He didn't know why he was angry all of a sudden. Probably because of that little child annoying him, or the redhead,or the fact that his phone wouldn't focus when he tried to take a picture of his masterpiece. Most likely all of the above.

     His walk home ended quickly. He stalked in the house, shoving off his shoes as he heard his mom talking frustratedly to her husband.

     "It's bad enough that they inserted a gay guy into the fucking show, but do they really have to SHOW IT?! God damn!" Mitsuki raged. Katsuki sighed, knowing he'll never be able to tell his mom he's not exactly straight either. Thankfully, he was moving out to college at the end of the week.

"Ah, welcome home Katsuki," his father greeted. Katsuki only hummed, bouncing up the stairs to his empty room. All of his things were either piled in the car or in a uhaul truck.

Katsuki flopped on the floor, the cream carpet laced between his fingers as an attempt to calm himself down. It was only 6 in the evening but he already felt really drained.

He shoved off his jeans, curling up in his hoodie after making sure his phone was charging. Honestly, he didn't know why he even had a smartphone. He doesn't do anything on it except take pictures, listen to music and order food. He doesn't have friends to snap or text and he only had one social media account which was Instagram so he could keep up with products and art programs.

Bakugou grumbled, feeling outcasted even though he hadn't even started college yet. He exhaled, closing his burning eyes and drifting off to sleep.

He dreamt of the idiotic friends he doesn't even have......

     ...yet.

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I modified the story and I REALLY like it so far!! Comment what you think!!