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MidReal Story
Fireworks Club Saga
Scenario:make a story about Mika bakugou (13 blonde hair red eyes 4.5 quirk explotion) with her older brother katsuki bakugou (blonde hair 16 red eyes 5.8 quirk explosion)
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Mika Bakugou
and independent. Mika has a unique appearance with bright blonde hair and red eyes. She has a deep bond with her brother, Katsuki Bakugou, who she looks up to. Despite her parents' lack of attention, Mika finds solace in her brother's presence. She struggles with her weight and body image but remains focused on her goals of becoming a great hero.
Katsuki Bakugou
and strongwilled. Katsuki harbors a deep affection for his sister, often teasing her but showing genuine care. He possesses great strength thanks to his Deductive Reasoning quirk. Known as the "Fireworks Captain" of the Fireworks Club, Katsuki strives to become a powerful hero to support Mika's dreams and ensure her safety.
Mika Bakugou
Age: 13
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Red
Quirk: Explosion
Quirk Level: 4.5
I woke up early in the morning, as I always did, and got out of my bed.
My room was a mess, with clothes and toys all over the floor, and my bed half-made.
I didn't really care about keeping my room neat, as I didn't see the point in it.
I quickly changed into some casual clothes and ran down the stairs to the kitchen.
My parents were sitting at the table, drinking some coffee and reading the newspaper.
I walked up to them and said, "Good morning."
They both looked up at me and smiled slightly, before saying, "Good morning Mika."
Then they went back to reading their newspapers.
I shrugged my shoulders and walked over to the fridge to grab some milk.
I sat down at the table and said, "So what are your plans for today?"
My mother looked up at me and said, "We're going out shopping for the day."
"I'm staying at home then," I said, not really caring what they were doing.
My mother looked at me and said, "You can come with us if you want Mika."
"I'd rather stay at home," I said, not really wanting to go shopping with them.
They both nodded their heads and didn't say anything else about it.
After finishing my milk, I stood up and walked over to the sink to wash my glass.
After washing my glass, I wandered into our living room.
The morning was dragging on, and without Katsuki around to liven things up, it was going to be a long day.
I plop down onto the couch, feeling the cushions sink under my weight.
The remote control lies on the coffee table, and I grab it, pointing it at our old flat-screen TV mounted on the wall.
My parents' voices drift from the kitchen, their conversation fading into background noise as they discuss their shopping plans.
I press the power button, and the screen flickers to life.
Some boring morning news program is playing, and I start flipping through channels, my thumb repeatedly hitting the button in search of something that might catch my interest.
Just as I'm about to give up, the doorbell rings, echoing through the house.
"Who could that be this early?" I mutter, glancing towards the door.
My father calls from the kitchen, "Mika, can you get that? It might be important."
I drag myself off the couch and trudge towards the front door.
My socks slide against the wooden floor, and the morning sun streams through the window, casting a warm glow over everything.
As I approach the door, I notice a brown cardboard package sitting on our welcome mat.
There's no delivery person in sight, just the package, neatly placed as if it had been there all along.
I bend down to examine it closer.
It's about the size of a shoebox, wrapped in plain brown paper with neat edges.
The label catches my eye: "To: Mika Bakugou" written in precise black ink.
No return address.
I pick it up, and it's surprisingly light.
My heart starts racing as I turn the package over in my hands, wondering who could have sent it and what it might contain.
I take a deep breath, then tear open the package to reveal a single, cryptic note: "Your journey begins now."