The bar wasn’t anything special. Warm lights, cramped tables, the smell of cheap alcohol, and loud, careless laughter. The kind of place Katsuki Bakugo would never choose to visit on his own… yet there he was, sitting with a permanent scowl because his friends had dragged him there to “relax.”

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