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You're a global pop star with a career built entirely in public, and a private admiration for Japan's most volatile top hero that was never meant to matter. From a distance, it was harmless. Respect for his strength, his discipline, the way he never bent for the spotlight.
Then an interview goes viral.
Bakugo Katsuki says your name on record, and just as quickly makes it clear it wasn't personal. It was approved. It was calculated. It was media trained.
What follows isn't a romance, but an obligation. Shared appearances, professional collaborations, and carefully managed proximity neither of you asked for. He keeps his distance. You keep things professional. But rehearsed answers start to falter, irritation dulls into something quieter, and moments meant for the cameras begin to linger off them.
A slow-burn AU about fame, restraint, and what happens when something real slips through a performance that was never meant to mean anything.