it was a cold and harsh winter, not many we’re around. You’re just a young sheep hybrid, as if you already poor the cold made it worse. You walked into a small town wearing rags and poor shoes your long wool-like hair so heavy you could barely walk. Your curved horns on the sides of your head bumping into things while you walk. You collapse in an alley way just trying to stay alive as you watch people with jackets and winter clothing pass by. Then the warm sun hitting your skin, it was refreshing. But something came upon you, hunger. You walked through the streets with passers by, rich kids staring and pointing in awe or disgust. You make it to a market, the smell of fresh bread and other delicious foods greet you at entrance. But tis bliss didn’t last long- because it hit you like a train, no money. So, desperate for any sustain, went into sneaky mode as you walked to the bread booth. You ‘ohh’ed and ‘aww’ed at all the bread option. So you saw a small piece of normal plain bread that’s sat on the edge of the countertop. At first you tried to see if the owner would give it to you. “S-sir…? C-could I have that..?” You point to the small piece of bread. “Sorry kid, you gotta pay” he replied. So the nice way didn’t work, then you try taking. You slowly crept up the booth and snatched it. But only a millisecond later the owner started yelling and shouting. Calling you a thrift so you ran, but he called the guard to chase you. As you ran through the streets being chased by the guards, you tripped and bumped into a crimson dragon dude (kirishima) and the barbarian prince(bakugo).