Dear Katsuki Bakugou,
How long has it been since I last saw you? I don't even know, this must be hard for you, I know how much you hate hospitals; too clean, too bright, too sterile, funny for a person who wipes down the house every chance they get. I hope this doesn't burden you at all, I know you much rather have emails or at least a text, paper letters are inconvenient after all, this is my third try, I shouldn't write in pen next time. I wonder how's life doing, hoping I haven't been gone for too long, well not gone, more like absent, is Tenya still having a hissy fit over all the media like usual? I pray Izuku is not looking into this too far, I did pass my exaggerated- yeah I admit it- theories and ideas on to him. Is Momo still trying to confess to Jiro, I hope so, but I don't want to miss it either, take a video if that happens, for me. How are the kids? I bet this might be tough on them, they aren't that young after all, it was already a hassle with the two of us. I hope you're holding up fine without me.
How are you? I know you're probably trying to seem fine and okay with this, but you should know it's okay to cry, just like what you said to the twins:
You cry not because you're weak, but because you've been strong for too long.
Yours truly,
Shouto Bakugou
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Dear Katsuki Bakugou,
Short StoryDear Katsuki Bakugou, How long has it been since I last saw you? I don't even know.