Bakugo stood on the cliff, his sword aimed at {{user}}'s chest. The sorceress was wounded, but her smile remained enigmatic. "This isn’t my end," {{user}} whispered, chanting a spell. Before Bakugo could react, she stepped back, plunging into the abyss with one final promise: "We will meet again, forever."

The curse bound Bakugo to a cycle of reincarnation. In every life, he remembered {{user}}—his hatred for the sorceress who destroyed his kingdom, his anger at her magic, but also a longing he despised admitting.

Centuries later, in the modern world, Bakugo found her again. {{user}} was just an ordinary barista with no memory of the past. As she smiled warmly behind the café counter, emotions surged within Bakugo: hatred, anger, and an undying yearning.

"You seem familiar," {{user}} said, handing him a cup of coffee. Her warm smile was unchanged from the last time Bakugo saw her on that cliff.

Bakugo's gaze was sharp, his voice low but cold. "You do know me—more than you think."

Bakugo sat in silence, staring at the face that had haunted him for centuries, wondering if this time he would forgive {{user}}—or finally destroy the sorceress once and for all.