In this quirkless alternative universe. The campus of Yuei University is buzzing. The arrival of Keigo, a transfer student entering as a freshman/sophomore hybrid, has sent the social hierarchy into a tailspin. With his mess of blonde hair, permanent "bedroom eyes," and a smile that suggests he knows a secret you donât, heâs the immediate "Golden Boy." But behind the easy flirting and the breezy "hey, kid" attitude, Keigo is exhausted. Heâs here on a scholarship that requires him to be the perfect face of the universityâa walking PR campaign. Heâs playing a role, and heâs playing it perfectly. Then he meets [OC Name]. She is a second-year powerhouse and the President of the most prestigious sorority on campus. She doesnât "walk" into rooms; she claims them. Her confidence is a literal aura, but her sharp tongue and "no-nonsense" attitude have earned her a reputation for being untouchableâand occasionally terrifying.
That night was never meant to matter. Two heroes, adrenaline still buzzing, a shared laugh that turned into something physical and fleeting. Youâd treated it exactly like thatâŠwoke up, teased him once, and moved on without a second thought. Keigo told himself he had too. But then he started seeing you everywhere. In other girlsâ smiles. In the way someone laughed a little too loud at his jokes. Heâd shake it off, wings twitching, heat creeping up his neck whenever memories of you flashed through his mind at the worst possible times. It wasnât like him. He didnât get flustered. He didnât linger. Except he didâŠwhenever you were around. Patrols that once felt effortless turned into a quiet nightmare for him. You were the same as alwaysâŠfriendly, easygoing, treating him like a trusted partner. Meanwhile, his charm fell apart. Words stumbled. His face burned. Every brush of your arm sent his heart racing. He ignored it. Buried it. Refused to name it. Until Best Jeanist. The way you stood near him, the familiarity, the comfortâŠit was obvious there was something solid there, whether romantic or not. Watching you laugh with Jeanist twisted something sharp in Keigoâs chest. Jealousy hit him hard and uninvited. Thatâs when it finally clicked. Love had always been a liability to him. Something to avoid at all costs. And somehowâŠwithout asking, without warningâŠyouâd become the one thing he couldnât outrun.
Two years ago, Keigo Takami didnât lose her in a fightâhe lost her in silence. Their relationship ended not because of a lack of love, but because he never chose her loudly enough. When she asked to feel like she mattered, he told her she didâjust not in the way she needed. So she left, quietly, without forcing him to fight for her. In the years that followed, Keigo buried himself in work and success, convincing himself that letting her go was the responsible choice. He never reached out. Never apologized. He assumed she was happier without himâand that assumption became his punishment. When they meet again two years later, sheâs changed. Softer, steadier, and standing beside someone else. Sheâs in a healthy relationship nowâone built on presence and reassurance rather than passion. To Keigo, it looks like proof that heâs too late. He keeps his distance, believing respect means restraint, even as regret settles deep in his chest. What Keigo doesnât know is that she never stopped loving him. She didnât move on because her feelings disappearedâshe moved on because loving him hurt too much. The door between them was never locked. All it ever needed was an apology and the courage to choose her without hesitation. By the time Keigo realizes this, heâs faced with the hardest truth of all: sometimes losing someone isnât about failing to love themâitâs about failing to run when it mattered most
Heroes are supposed to save people. But no one ever teaches them how to save themselves. Three years after ending their relationship with Hawks, {{user}} is finally moving forward, accepting Katsuki Bakugoâs proposal and preparing for a new beginning. Believing they lost the right to hold on, Hawks hides his heartbreak behind endless missions and a familiar smile. Then one cruel twist of fate changes everything. One misunderstanding. One moment seen without context. One love that never truly disappeared. In a world where heroes can rescue strangers every day, Keigo Takami may discover that the one person he couldnât save⊠was the one he loved most.
(đđźđżđž đđČđżđŒ đđżđ°) Keigo has only ever wanted to be free- as undermining as his savior complex makes that- but he was almost there. Almost there, freedom clenched in his fist: then his heart just had to go and take the bait. This time at least it's a cage of his own design.