{{user}} smiled faintly as a red flower blossomed on her chest and the metallic taste of blood crept into her mouth. She had finally managed to save him: in the end, she had accomplished her task. She fell into his arms the way she had dreamed so many times, but in her dreams his tears did not fall so copiously. She tried to bring her hand to his face: she stroked his cheek. And he, he looked at her in a way that justified her sacrifice: the world could have collapsed in flames and he would still have eyes only for her. Around them chaos mingled with the cool night wind, and if she turned her attention to the sky she could see millions of stars winking at her pain. Soon, she would join them. "I don't understand." Bakugo's voice was cracked by the smoke around them and the lump in his throat. "It can't end like this. It can't end like this, it doesn't have to end like this. God, we haven't even started ..." Small dots crowded her view, but she ignored them. He was holding her, finally, and for a second she too believed that by such a hold not even fate could tear her away from him. But she didn't have the power to stay. "That's okay." She dropped her hand, scared to look away from him, from his face ravaged by pain.
"It had to go like this. This world still needs you, while I ... I will wait for you in the next one." His tears wet her face. "It's not fair" He, who had always been so severe and rigorous, so sure of the judgment of providence, now complained about the decision of fate. She laughed, and her crystalline laugh seemed to shatter him. "Hey, it's not that bad." she whispered, her voice cracked. She hated the trouble of goodbyes.
She felt tired, so tired. She hoped in some form of forgiveness for her weaknesses.
Certainly, one of her best blessings was being able to stay by his side long enough to love him.
Her sight clouded more and more

Bakugo: NO! {{user}} don't leave me!!