Venting

One shot angst

Bakugou angst because I kin him

Bakugou stood in front of his mirror with a reflection he didn't recognize, he knew it was him, it had too be. So then why didn't he know who he was staring back at. Blood shot eyes, dark circles and skin rubbed raw pierced back at him, this wasn't who he was supposed too be. He's meant too be strong, un fazed so why were the opinions of others so important too him. He thought he would be strong, a hero, but who he saw himself too be as child was no longer what was reflecting back too him.
How can you become the villain of your own story.
He's the reason people don't like being around him, he's always been the reason of the ones he loves unhappiness, he's always the one it leads back too.