Prolog
Your breath is visible, also like you are blowing out smoke. "Why is it so cold, it's only Autumn?" You ask yourself, voice quivering. It was your first day of Junior high and you would be excited if it weren't for... From a short distance away you can faintly hear small sparks from some kind of explosive quirk. "...Bakugo Katsuki'' you scoff. You remember the one time you tried to stop him from hurting Midoriya and shiver both at the memory and the cold. You decide to speed walk inside and hurry up to class...
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