A Second Life

A long time passed. 3 hours. That's the amount of time Bakugou Katsuki waited for a text, call, anything at all.

Others would've probably just texted ahead but Katsuki was a little proud or embarrassed because he never really texted first, especially to a girl. It was inevitably others (his goons) who reached out to him first.

And they no longer stayed in touch with him.

Mitsuki had to yell, threaten him to come and eat dinner. And man, she was vexed when he didn't bother replying her. She packed his share and put it in the fridge. The brat can eat when he's hungry, she thought and went to watch soaps.

Mitsuki's a woman with terrifying talents. But that doesn't include 'being calm when your son behaves like an a**.' Even on a day when she finished her work early and did all the chores ahead of time. She can't help it. Her son is a 'teenager.' One of the things she never understood.

***

Katsuki was doing his homework when, a message he was eagerly waiting for chimed.

It was from someone named 'Freak.'

Freak: Hey, It's me, Azumi. Sorry it took so long to text.

Bakugou saw the text and immediately began to type. Then delete. Then type again only to delete it again.

Sumire waited a minute for the reply and put her phone aside.

Five minutes later, she got a reply from Bakugou.

Bakugou: It's okay. Why were you late anyway?

She didn't expect him to be a polite texter. She quickly sent another text.

Freak: I was caught up with my training and lost track of time.

Bakugou: You train?

Freak: Yep. I train.

Bakugou: Don't you know it's illegal to use our quirks outside school?

Freak: Just some physical training. No quirks.

It was half-true. She rarely used her quirk. And if she did, no one would notice. And she knew she reached a bottleneck in her Spiritual Energy reserves. It stopped growing after it had reached Lieutenant level.

Bakugou: Really?

Freak: Mostly.

Bakugou: What do you train?

Freak: Just some physical training and CQC.

Bakugou: How the hell can you practice CQC without another person?

Freak: You never know unless you try ;)

Bakugou: heh…

Freak: Now let's talk about some pressing matters now.

Bakugou: like?

Freak: You asked me about Midoriya-san's quirk.

Bakugou: Yeah, I did.

Freak: If possible, can we not talk about it privately?

Bakugou: Sure.

They both didn't know what to chat about.

Freak: ...did you finish your homework?

Bakugou: Almost. Having trouble with English. What about you?

Freak: Mine's done. Do you need help?

Sumire's an angel.

Bakugou: ...ok.

Sumire started a video call. Bakugou was surprised but swiftly answered the call. Sumire helped him with his homework and started chatting again.

Bakugou: How're you this good in English?

Freak: Let's just say I know it quite well.

Bakugou: Whatever. Quit being so mysterious for once.

Freak: Alright. My mother was an American and I learnt the language when I was young.

Bakugou understood why she didn't want to say it. No one likes remembering the dead. It must hurt.

Bakugou: ...Hey, I didn't mean anything else. Just don't tell anything if you don't want to.

Freak: It's alright. I'm over it.

Bakugou let out the breath he was holding in.

Bakugou: Had your dinner?

As he was quite famished.

Freak: Yep. Tacos on a Tuesday.

Bakugou: So very Typical.

Freak: Anyway, what did you have for dinner? (◔_◔)

Bakugou: Nothing. Old hag snapped at me and there's no food.

Freak: Lie.

Bakugou: ha… you know nothing.

Freak: Lie.

Bakugou: There's undoubtedly no food for me tonight.

Freak: Lying again. Mitsuki-san is not the type of person to let you starve.

Bakugou: Try me.

Freak: ...did you check the fridge?

Bakugou: ....you're quirk is something 'psychic' right? Tell me it is.

He never checked food in the fridge. Periodically, he's an idiot.

Freak: I don't need to be a psychic to know there would be something in the fridge.

Bakugou: damn you.

Freak: Now, Bakugou-kun, have some food and go to sleep.

Bakugou: No way in hell I'm eating cold food.

Freak: Heat it and eat it.

Bakugou: It'll not taste good.

Freak: Sigh… eat something. If you sleep starving, you won't get a good sleep.

Bakugou: Yeah, yeah.ﾍ( ￣ー￣)ﾉ

Freak: Trust me, you need to sleep… or else people might think you're the Antichrist.

Bakugou: GOODBYE!!!

This way, two of them shut their phones. And slept at 9:30 pm. Who said they weren't good kids? End of the story, not.

A seven years old and a 38 years old checked their texts. To their disappointment, there was nothing they could use as a 'leverage.'

The two, who were checked, must be glad because they were 'clean.'