Prologue
Beautiful New World
Familiar faces smiled at him from uploaded photos. Under the photos, one can read happy captions, as ´the best summer ever´ or ´Todoroki burned in the sun´. In addition, the pictures were liked many times. Some random guy had commented below: Cute!
There was a heart emoji after the comment.
Bakugo closed the social image application. He didn't appear in the pictures released today because he didn't want to go to the beach with the class A and B and whoever. Instead, he was lying on the couch of the A-dormitory with his phone.
The web seemed to be an important part of the superhero's image. Just stupid. The most important thing was rescuing people, not photographing and selfies and begging for attention in social media. Bakugo was not the type that updated continually his life on some. But, it seemed important to others that he also appeared in group pictures (even back towards the camera).
What if the society would be somewhat more favorable towards rational types like Bakugo.
Bakugo moved to browse the hero stats, which listed professionals' achievements. His eyes hit the link that led to Kamui Woods fan site. From curiosity he opened the page. Then, at the bottom of the discussion board, he noticed a strange title: Kamui Woods - fanfictions and fanarts.
In the absence of better chore, Bakugo looked at the fanart drawings. Some of them were pretty good. Maybe somebody would someday draw such things about him.
Then he discovered a topic that included a long story about Woods. Above the story read the abbreviation RPF. After a little research, Bakugo realized that it was a fictional story about a real person. The text itself spoke in detail of Woods' youth and teenage years. What on earth? People had too much time if they were going to write such stupid stuff on the web. Fanfictions. What the actual fuck.
Bakugo closed the site and stared at the ceiling. He missed some action. Summer was boring.
Then he got an idea and sat up.
This society was not perfect. But in fairytales, everything was perfect. What if Bakugo wrote a story in which his life would be perfect? He could publish the text with a nickname and show people that things would be much better if Bakugo could decide on everything.