After having an argument with the Baku-Squad Bakugou runs to his comfort place, walking through dim, dead streets, filled with bend street lamps, graffiti, and garbage. Walking down these dead streets, he listens to the pin prickled sounds of raindrops, soon after plugging in his music, he starts to spray paint, bash in windows, and scream everything that's been held in for so long. yelling whatever's on his mind, and going into whatever abandoned buildings to cry in the comfort of serine silence. until minty, emerald colored eyes catch a glimpse of him on the way and fallows.
5 parts