BNHA/BSD crossover Dream is like a book. Pages fly past me as I sleep. Sometimes my life is depicted, sometimes a story. Sleep is like death. I do not know when it started nor when I woke up. Yet I love it so. Dazai Osamu, a feared man. Dazai Osamu, a bored man. Please, all criticism is welcome, this is my first story so I hope you like it

Kaminari knew he wasn't as smart as Yaomomo or Iida. Nor was he as strong as Bakugo and Todoroki. He wasn't brave like Kirishima, kind like Koda and Uraraka, or analytical like Midoriya. He wasn't the only one to think that too. The judging looks he got from students, whispering words behind his back, said it all. 'Look, it's the dumb kid from Class 1-A.' 'How did he end up in the hero course?' 'He's basically a one-shot wonder.' 'Ha! He'll be stuck being a sidekick forever. Just watch!" 'His quirk' s too dangerous! How's he gonna be a hero with that?' And sometimes, he believed the words too. --- Cover pic isn't mine! I only edited it! If the artist wants it down please PM me and I will immediately remove it! This story will be graphic in some parts, just a warning. Thank you!