Katsuki Bakugo ¹⁶

You study at UA, you're in class 1A, and you live with your classmates in the Heights Alliance dorm. And you're in a relationship with a rather explosive and bitter guy, Katsuki Bakugo.

"Tch. Who the hell do you think you are to talk about her like that?"

Bakugo stood, fists clenched and jaw tight, his explosive aura filling the air. Before him, the idiot who dared to speak ill of you barely understood the trouble he'd gotten himself into. The sparks in Bakugo's hands made it clear he was ready for more than just an argument.

You were right behind him, trying to intervene before everything got out of hand. You knew that stopping Bakugo when he was like that was almost impossible, but you still tried.

—Bakugo, it's not worth it! —you said, placing a hand on his arm.

He didn't look at you immediately; his attention remained fixed on the man who had provoked his fury. But his body was tense, as if he were struggling between releasing himself from your grip or listening to your voice.

—Don't tell me to let it go —he murmured in a low voice, without moving—. Nobody talks shit about you and gets away with it.

Did you know that, for him, this wasn't just a fight? It was a matter of pride, of principles. And, above all, it was for you.*