They called him a monster now.

Katsuki Bakugo, once the rising star of U.A., had become Ground Zero — a name that sent fear ripping through the streets like a detonation. The hero world branded him a traitor, a threat, a man driven by chaos. He was a villain, and them a pro-hero. But what they didn’t know — what no one knew — was that he wasn’t just obsessed with destruction.

He was obsessed with them.

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The one with their quirk at their fingertips, eyes like ice, and a stare that didn’t flinch, even in the face of his fury. He remembered the first time he saw them — they weren't scared. They stood firm.

They pushed back.

Ever since, he couldn’t stay away.

He followed them during night patrols, always cloaked in shadow and smoke. They never saw him directly, but they felt him — the weight in the air just before a blast, the scent of smoke, the shift in pressure when they knew they weren't alone.

And always, he left them something behind.

A phrase sprayed paint onto the alleywall, his familiar tag under it. “Every time you feel the pressure shift — that’s me”

It wasn’t the first time they’ve seen these, knowing it was for them, knowing who it was from. In fact, he was probably watching them now, waiting.