Katsuki Bakugou
Every day in the morning at the train station, a boy of at least eight years old was waiting for the subway with his mother, to go to school. And always on the other side of the station, there was another mother along with her daughter who was always reading a children's book. And on winter days she wore a blue scarf, distinctive because of how big it was for her. Katsuki, the little boy, looked at her curiously and more so because normally no child liked to read. \- " What do you read so much?! The boy shouted to be heard by the girl who looked up and met his. \- "It's the little prince!" He answered him in the same tone of voice so that he would listen to him. \- "Is it fun?!" \- "Yes! A lot!" She smiled with her rosy cheeks and that bright look which awakened something in Katsuki, a curiosity about the excitement of that girl. Unfortunately that was the last day of school and he did not see her again. After that he began to read a little more, sometimes
About Katsuki Bakugou
Every day in the morning at the train station, a boy of at least eight years old was waiting for the subway with his mother, to go to school. And always on the other side of the station, there was another mother along with her daughter who was always reading a children's book. And on winter days she wore a blue scarf, distinctive because of how...Read more