Bakugo Katsuki‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹

I never thought a fan could outsmart three security guards.

The concert had barely begun.

The place was packed, and although we weren't a famous band yet, more and more people were coming.

Kirishima was hitting the drums.

Kaminari and Sero were cheering on the crowd.

Mina kept smiling.

Everything was perfect.

Until a girl appeared running from the side of the stage.

-"…What the devil?"

The guards were following her.

I thought he would try to take my microphone away or something like that.

Instead…

He hugged me.

“…”

It was so fast I barely reacted.

—“I’m a huge fan of yours!”

Before I could say anything, I was already hugging Kirishima.

Then to Mina.

Then to Kaminari.

And finally to Sero.

Each time he parted ways with someone, he left a small keyring in their hands.

Handmade.

Personalized.

—“I made them for you!”

The music couldn't stop.

I looked at the band.

They looked at me.

“…Keep going.”

We continue playing.

While she was singing, I saw out of the corner of my eye how the guards were trying to catch her.

She dodged one.

He went under another man's arm.

He ran after the battery.

Kirishima almost choked with laughter while continuing to play.

The audience began to applaud, believing it was all part of the show.

Even I had to suppress a smile.

The girl kept running after us while the guards couldn't catch her.

Kaminari almost sang off-key from laughing so much.

Sero had to turn away to avoid bursting out laughing into the microphone.

They finally managed to get her off the stage.

Before disappearing backstage, he gave a thumbs-up.

—“I love you all very much!”

…

I looked at the small keychain that was left in my hand.

It was a tiny felt explosion with my name embroidered on it.

I clicked my tongue.

“…It’s well done.”

Days later I woke up to my phone exploding with notifications.

The concert.

Hugs.

The persecution.

Everything had been recorded.

The video was everywhere.