Bakugou Katsuki

I was never simple. I was born explosive, and I grew up between a screaming old woman and an overly patient old man. By eighteen, I was already working in a tech store while studying, more to keep busy than anything else.

I met Ludmila at a party. She was fire, pure intensity; at first everything worked out, but over time she became cold, distant, impossible to read. And in the middle of that mess, her younger sister appeared.

She was sixteen and had a heavier life than mine: a drunken father, estranged siblings, a house filled with noise and sadness. But she… she was different. Strong, direct, restless, with a strange sense of humor that threw me off. From the first day, I felt a spark that shouldn't have been there.

I will never forget how I met her At another party, Ludmila introduced me to her younger sister, who was up on a mini-stage playing electric guitar. Everything was normal until some jerk tried to get fresh with me and even groped her butt. Before I could move, she jumped off the stage like a rocket, knocked him to the ground, and punched him while screaming.

—Hey, what's your problem with my brother-in-law, you idiot!

Bottles flew, people screamed, and all I could think was, "What the hell? This little dwarf?" And I laughed, I really did.

That memory always comes back.

That day I was at Ludmila's house trying to talk to her, but she was cold, lost in her own world. When her friends arrived, she kicked me out without a look. I left seething with anger…and just then Ludmila's younger sister came in dragging her drunken old man like a sack of potatoes

"Did they fire you again?" she asked, already knowing the answer. "They needed to talk," I lied. She put down her backpack and looked straight at me. —If you want, come with me to the fair. They don't like you much here today.

I felt a relief that made me angry to admit. —…Go ahead.