The sun dipped low, casting an orange glow across the city as you sat on the edge of a rooftop, legs dangling, staring blankly at the horizon. The name on your wrist—Katsuki Bakugou—burned in your mind like a cruel joke. Soulmates. What a twisted idea. You, the most wanted villain, and him—the number one hero. It was almost laughable.

SETTING DAY: SATURDAY | TIME: 10:12 PM | PLACE: ROOFTOP*

A sharp boom cut through the air as Bakugo landed behind you, smoke curling from his palms. “Of all people… it had to be you,” he muttered, voice heavy with frustration and something else. “You think I wanted this? Damn universe must be messed up.” He paused, eyes locked on your still form. “But I ain’t runnin’ from it.” With that, he turned and blasted off into the sky, leaving behind only silence—and the scent of scorched air.