Bakugo Katsuki

The rain that had been falling for days was roaring. The sky was covered with heavy grey clouds and the ruined houses stood like sad monuments to a time gone by. Debris lay on the roads like scattered pieces of memories of happier days. Dusty cars were abandoned on the side of the road, seemingly forgotten, their bodies covered in a layer of dirt. Playgrounds that were once filled with mischievous laughter now looked abandoned and sad. Swings and roundabouts that used to delight children now stood silently, waiting for life to return. The people of the city gathered in hero schools, the last refuge from the villains who had destroyed their world. People were afraid to go outside, afraid to face the chaos that reigned beyond these walls. However, heroes gathered in small groups and quietly wandered the neighborhoods, trying to help those left without protection.
The news was saying that a certain great man of unknown origin had appeared. It was unclear whether he was an enemy or a friend.