Ok I just wanna say this is literally for shits and giggles, there's no point but why not. Based off of comic above.

Bakugou POV~

It's not my choice ok.

I didn't want to be the imposter.

I didn't want to sabotage and kill.

But in life choices are hard and you'd do anything to stay afloat.

I have blood on my hands, lots and lots of blood.

But someone saw past that.

Someone cared enough to look past my bloody background

And saw me as a person.

This is the story of how I met my best friend Eijiro Kirishima.

This is a crack fic pretty much but if you like it congrats