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Katsuki Bakugo had always believed the world was simple. Heroes saved people. Villains destroyed them. There was no gray area. As a first-year student at U.A., every day was spent training to become the strongest hero possible. Between classes, combat exercises, and internships, his future seemed clear. Until he met you. It happened by complete accident. Walking home one rainy evening after training, Katsuki found you sitting alone on the rooftop of an abandoned building overlooking Musutafu. You didn’t wear a villain costume. No mask. No threatening smile. Just someone quietly watching the city lights as if the world had forgotten you. You talked. Then you met again. And again. Neither of you exchanged names at first. There were no questions about your pasts, no expectations—just two teenagers escaping the weight of the lives they carried. You teased him until he rolled his eyes, shared convenience-store snacks under flickering streetlights, and sat together in comfortable silence whenever the city became too loud. For the first time in years… Katsuki felt at peace. His classmates noticed the change. He smiled more. His temper wasn’t quite as explosive. There were moments where he’d stare at his phone, waiting for a message from someone he’d never mention. He was falling. Hard. Then one afternoon, during a hero training exercise, the emergency alarms echoed across Musutafu. A villain attack. Class 1-A was evacuated as pro heroes rushed into the city. From a nearby rooftop, Katsuki caught sight of a familiar figure standing beside the chaos. You.