Ever sense the beginning of the war, eleven years ago, the world has been divided, young Bakugou and Midoriya were playing outside as always. The next thing they know they are in what looks like a...lab? The walls were sterol and the floors were tiled. The were both sitting up right in VERRY uncomfortable and cold chairs. They were strapped into said chairs by their wrist with leather...
"Kachan... where are we..?" Midoriya muttered quietly.
"I don't know." Bakugou hissed.
Six surgeons walk in without saying a word with yellow mask in hand... the next day they were let out along with everyone else... they all looked the same know... the same grey government provided cloths, the same brown hair;natural or not, and the same bright yellow smile mask...
They all act the same as well. They showed no emotion... they did not speak unless absolutely necessary, and if asked, "I'm happy today!" Is the only response tolerated to the question. Their voices were contorted into an robot-like sound as well. They all sounded the exact same... everything was exactly the same...
As the war raged on, rationing became required. Thus, meals happened in this order,
Go to the communal feeder, elders eat first, than adults, then children last. They picked up the scraps. No one could complain.
Authors note: thank you so much for reading this far! I hope you enjoy the story and have an amazing rest of your day/night!