They both have a calm. They both have a storm. Together they are a powerful hurricane.
Uraraka is known to be calm. Calm like the sweet gentle waves on a beachside.
Bakugou is a storm. A raging chaotic storm.
The art that I use is not mine. I'm not...
He pulls me up to my feet forcefully, and walks around me with a clipboard and a pen and a knife in his pocket. He mutters under his breath and scribbles some notes. He walks over to a chair and spins around in it.
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"Remember this?" I stop in my track with a horrified expression. He chuckles darkly and spins around once more before grabbing my hand and placing the chess piece in my palm. "My move~"
He twirls my hair with his fingers. "Pretty name. Uraraka." I stumble back when stares at me with a insane smile.
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"It means bright and beautiful." He chuckles sending a shiver down my spine. He clicks his tongue and says turning away. "Shame you are a hero."
Deki leaves the room as the door closes he laughs maniacally and says, "Time for a nap Uraraka!" I yell in fear as the room fills with a gas making me feel drowsy. I fall down and whisper into the fading surroundings, "Katsuki...hurry..." I curl up as darkness consumes me.
Bakugou's POV
I wake up in the same spot with my back aching from the stiff wall. Quickly, I stand up and go straight to patrol. I spot a villain with long neon pink hair with a viper themed outfit.
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After a fast battle with Viper I slam her face into the street, knocking her out. I walk a couple blocks away from the destruction with a news team asks me to say something for the news.
