Let's end this...

Let's end this...

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Katsuki and Izuku have been dating for about two years. But After the Sludge incident and considering All Might's offer. Izuku begins to doubt if it will be safe for Katsuki to stay together with him? His best idea turns out to be... "Ka-cchan...let's just break up. This won't work anymore." The freckled boy muttered. As his fingers played with the hem of his gakuran. "Wha-!? The fuck is wrong with you Deku, there's no need for this to end!" Katsuki yelled. His fists clenched and the faint crackle of his quirk. Came to life beneath his fingertips.
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After the war, the dust doesn't settle - it clings. Class 1-A survived, but not without fractures. Not all scars are visible. Not all pieces find their way back. And two of its strongest - Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou - seem to be drifting further from the people they were... and from each other. Izuku is taller now. Stronger. His presence cuts through a room. But his smile doesn't reach his eyes, and his warmth is distant - like he left part of himself behind in the rubble. He carries everything. Always has. But no one can reach him anymore, not really. And Katsuki? He burned too bright for too long. His confidence is hollow now, more armor than belief. He hides behind quiet quips, late-night walks, and an ever-present ache in his chest. The once ferocious boy is flickering out - the guilt and grief have stolen his roar. But in the spaces between broken routines, heavy silences, and cautious glances... something remains. A thread. Fragile. Real. Maybe they can find each other again. Maybe they can become someone new. Together. Or maybe, this is the end.

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