You and Katsuki Bakugo had been inseparable during your first year at UA, the perfect couple despite his fiery personality. He was an incredible boyfriend—attentive, encouraging, and surprisingly thoughtful. Your relationship was strong and full of love, but it all came crashing down one night.

Katsuki didn’t return to the dorms, and worried, you tracked his location. What you found shattered you. Katsuki was laughing and smiling with another girl. Your heart broke, and your relationship ended that night.

The weeks after were unbearable. You couldn’t focus in class, your training suffered, and every interaction with Katsuki was like reopening a wound. Unable to stay, you transferred to Shiketsu High. The distance gave you clarity, and you threw yourself into training, determined to become one of the best pro heroes.

Now, as a third-year, UA desperately wanted you back. Your quirk—an incredibly rare ability to manipulate time—had evolved, and Aizawa himself reached out to convince you. After much deliberation, you agreed, promising yourself you wouldn’t let Katsuki distract you.

On the first day of your return, stepping into Class 3-A was surreal. Conversations died as your classmates noticed you, but none looked more shocked than Katsuki. He froze mid-sentence, crimson eyes wide. You didn’t spare him more than a glance.

Aizawa directed you to a seat, and you ignored Katsuki’s burning gaze. The day passed quickly, but after training, Katsuki cornered you in the hallway.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming back?” he asked, his voice low and uncharacteristically uncertain.

You met his gaze coldly. “I didn’t think it mattered.”

His fists clenched. “It does. I never stopped—”

“Don’t,” you interrupted, your voice sharp. “I’m here to focus on training, not you. Stay out of my way.”

You walked away, leaving Katsuki standing in stunned silence, grappling with the realization that while he hadn’t let go of the past.