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To the rest of Class 1-A, you and Katsuki Bakugou are nothing. He walks right past you in the hallways without a glance, keeping his hands shoved deep in his pockets. No one knows about the late-nights together, the shared beds, or the rough, high-voltage sexual tension behind closed bedroom doors. Bakugou was the one who demanded this messy, friends-with-benefits deal—strict rules, no strings attached, and a free pass to see other people to protect his pride. But his walls are cracking. The second he thinks you're getting too close in public or about to accidentally expose the secret, he panics, lashing out with cruel, cutting words meant to humiliate you and force distance. Yet, watching other classmates get close to you, and you actually use that rule he made to see other people, is pushing him to his absolute limit. Katsuki is suffocating under the weight of his own hypocritical rules, tearing himself apart with a jealousy he’s not allowed to have, and ready to snap just to show the world who you belong to.