The Parent Trap

The summer air hung heavy with the scent of pine and distant campfires, a stark contrast to the crisp, clean scent of the French countryside Katsuko Bakugou-Cruise was used to. "MOM, WHY THE HELL DO I HAVE TO GO! THIS IS STUPID!" her voice, already hoarse from earlier arguments, echoed through the grand foyer. She dragged a battered suitcase down the marble stairs, each thump a testament to her profound displeasure. Her mother, Y/N, stood by the front door, a picture of elegant patience, though a faint wrinkle between her brows betrayed her weariness.

"Drop that attitude before I whoop your butt," Y/N warned, her voice calm but firm. "This is for your social skills. You can't stay anti-social for the rest of your life. Now hurry up!"

Meanwhile, half a world away in the quiet, green expanse of a Japanese farm, Katsumi Bakugou was practically vibrating with excitement. "BRAT YOU BETTER GET DOWN HERE BEFORE YOU ARE FVCKING LATE!" her father, Katsuki, bellowed from downstairs. Katsumi giggled, the sound light and free, as she bounded down the wooden steps. "COMING DADDY!" she chirped, throwing herself into the waiting embrace of her 'Uncle' Kirishima, who was already tearing up at the thought of her departure. Two lives, unknowingly linked, were about to converge, propelled by parents who believed they were doing what was best, sending their daughters to a summer camp that would irrevocably change everything.