"I have spent my whole life chasing after Katsuki Bakugo." When I was four, I followed him like a shadow. When I was ten, I reached for him even as he pushed me away. When I was sixteen, I realized-I never really stopped. It should've been different. We should have stayed rivals, or maybe just friends. But I never knew how to love him in halves. Even when we weren't speaking, even when he hated me, even when I tried to let go-I loved him. Quietly. Desperately. Like breathing. And then, one day, I stopped being the only one reaching. Because somewhere along the way, Katsuki Bakugo started reaching back. It starts with little things. Tea waiting for me after a hard mission. The way he watches me when he thinks I won't notice. The way he sees me-the real me, the one the world has forgotten in the wake of the hero they want me to be. And when he snaps-when all the unspoken things between us finally ignite-there is no stopping it. Because this was never a rivalry. This was never just friendship. This was never something we could have avoided. This was a love story. And it was always going to be us.
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