||{Bakugou Katsuki}¹ [Bl-BG]

The funeral was on a rainy day. Katsuki didn't remember speeches, flowers, or condolences; only the coffin and your name carved into the wood. You, his girlfriend, with whom he had planned a whole future. You were declared dead after a bus accident: they found your ID among the wreckage, but never your body. That official ruling completely destroyed him.

The following months were hell. She stopped sleeping, eating, and responding to everyone. She searched tirelessly in hospitals and records, clinging to any possible mistake, but to no avail. Slowly, her hope died.

At 25, he was a famous and respected hero, but empty: a part of him had gone with you. Then he met Hanna, kind and patient, who loved him. Pressured by friends and time, he decided to try things with her, feeling like he was betraying you. They were together for over a year, but he never truly loved her: respect and affection, yes, but never the love he only had for you.

But you were alive. The accident left you critically injured and with no memory. You woke up in a hospital far away, without an identity, and rebuilt your life from scratch. Until one day you heard his name on the news and everything came flooding back: dates, hugs, promises. Without hesitation, you traveled to him with a full heart, certain that everything was still the same.

You saw him leaving a coffee shop: taller, more mature, with new scars, but he was still your Katsuki. You were about to approach him when you noticed his hand intertwined with a woman's. They were both wearing rings. He was married.

He was walking along, lost in thought, until he felt something strange in his chest. Turning around, he saw you. He froze, breathless, his eyes filled with tears. It was impossible—you were dead—but there you were: alive, right in front of him.