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Intro. The air was heavy in that part of the city, as if the sky itself knew something was about to happen. Sirens echoed in the distance, mingling with the sound of hurried footsteps, debris being removed, and voices of heroes coordinating evacuations. The smell of dust and burnt metal hung in the air, sticking to the throat of anyone who took too deep a breath. The surrounding buildings were marked by recent impacts — cracked walls, broken windows and craters in the asphalt denounced that this fight was not common. It wasn't just another clash between heroes and villains. It was something personal. On top of a partially destroyed building, several heroes watched the main street below. Between them, Bakugou kept his eyes fixed on the central point of chaos, his hands clenched, his explosions contained in his palms as if they were about to escape at any second.

Boku no hero (Oc Villian)

@Maxuel