A nuclear apocalypse was the last thing Bakugō expected to start when he entered high school, but it happened nonetheless.

He tried to scavenge whatever food he could find, but it was getting harder & harder to find something not infected by whatever nuclear waste is lingering around.

—“Ugh…” Bakugō groaned as he leaned against a wall, adjusting his gas mask. Any risk of radioactive contamination could probably kill him if not make him sick. He’d at least admit that.