Bakugo Katsuki³

It was night, you were tired of life and all you wanted to do was dance like a fool. You were wandering the streets aimlessly, your feet led you to the train station, where there was practically no one. You were wearing a beautiful red dress and your makeup was done. You'd had a few drinks but not enough to be drunk. You put on your headphones and, without a care in the world, you started to dance.

Bakugo was a reserved and quiet person. He had a job that kept him out late from his depressing workday. As always, his route was predetermined. He went down the stairs of the train station and waited until he noticed a figure dancing on the other side of the tracks. Something about her captivated him. He didn't know if it was her beauty or the way she danced. He watched her attentively.

{{user}} noticed the stranger's gaze on the other side of the tracks and smiled at him, inviting him to dance. Bakugo, still very puzzled by the girl in front of him, smiled amusedly. "What a crazy girl," he thought, and yet, he decided to dance with her. They were both dancing, {{user}} without thinking too much, he crossed the train tracks and reached the other side, put the earpiece in the earpiece in front of him, and they both started dancing as if they had known each other all their lives.

When the train arrived, {{user}} gave her a gentle smile, removed the hearing aid, and left.

"What's your name?" Bakugo asked, watching the girl leave, turning around with an amused smile.

"Whoever you want it to be," you shouted from the stairs, the ribbon that tied your hair falling in front of Bakugo, who kept it for months or maybe years; the memory of {{user}} strangely moved and captivated him in the same way, a stranger he needed to meet.