One route to rule them all - Chapter 1: Starting Point
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One route to rule them all, a Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia Fanfic. Chapter 1: Starting Point.
Summary: Kirishima and Bakugou are complete strangers. Can you control their fate and make them meet and fall in love? (A choose your route story)
CW: NSFW, violence, drug use/abuse/addiction, alcohol use/abuse/addiction, strong language, character death.
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My name is Eijirou Kirishima, and I’m a twenty-four-year-old university student. I’m studying chemical engineering as well as working part time at a ramen shop, owned by my now good friend Taishirou Toyomitsu. He’s the chef and also my manager, as well as being the person that taught me everything I know about cooking.
I see him as my mentor, and I wish to someday repay him for all he’s taught me and for how kind he’s been to me.
Working at the shop is great, I really enjoy it. The pay could be better, but I know Taishirou is struggling, so I really can’t ask for more from him. He’s already done so many things for me… I’ve got to now do my best to help him out. Plus, the atmosphere in the place and serving the customers is the absolute best. My heart swells whenever a client smiles back at me, and that’s how I know I’ve done a good job.
There’s just one little thing that I would change.
Every day, at roughly the same hour, there’s this very attractive man with spiky blond hair that passes by, but never comes in.
And like the idiot that I am, I feel myself drawn to him more and more each day.
There’s just something about him.
I can’t really understand what it is.
But it’s not like I can just walk up to him and ask him out. That would be weird.
It’s okay anyway because I hope to graduate soon and then I can get another job and move on with my life.
Hopefully that way I can forget the blond god. Or maybe, once I graduate, I can casually walk by one day and cross paths with him and ask him out.
Yeah. Simple enough. Great plan.
And that’s why I’m trying so hard to pass all of my exams. I want to finish soon so I can advance in life.
Today’s Friday, and the shop’s busier. A lot of people have come in to have lunch and I’ve got more work than normal. Even so, I still notice when the blond man walks by, and it lifts my mood.
I should stop thinking about him. It’s not like I know him or anything about him. I can’t possibly have a crush on someone I’ve never met. No matter how special he may seem to be. Despite my best attempts to not think about him, I end up imagining a thousand scenarios in my head - and we end up together in all of them.
Well, at least it makes me feel like my shift goes by quicker.
After work I look at my phone, just like I do every single day. There are a million messages from my best friend Denki - as usual - but I’ll look at them when I get home.
It’s just a five-minute walk from the ramen shop to my place. My apartment is in a peaceful little side street, away from the noise. It’s cosy and small, with an entryway that leads to a living room, a kitchen to the right of the entryway, and a bathroom and bedroom on opposite sides of the living room.
Once I’ve taken my shoes off and I’ve settled down at home, I get my phone out to reply to Denki.
He’s been my best friend since we were twelve years old. We met in school and immediately bonded. I like that he’s so easy-going and fun to be around. He’s a good laugh and can not only take a joke but also make fun of himself.
He was never the best student or the smartest person alive, but I wasn’t either, so we had that in common. He was funny and loved practical jokes and was always there for me – in fact, he still is. He seems like a wishy-washy sort of person, but I know he’s the best friend I could have, and the one I need.
I laugh out loud at some of his messages, opening a few links and chuckling at the silly memes he sent me. But I pause when I read his last one, in which he asks me if I want to go out tonight.
Should I? My thumbs hover over my phone’s screen as I debate what to reply to him. I could go out with him, just for a short while, or I could be responsible and stay at home to do some much needed studying. I’ve got a few exams coming up, and I also need to hand in some homework next week.
Go to chapter 2 if you want to go out with Denki
Go to chapter 3 if you decide to stay at home and study
