You didn't have a good life since the day you were born. Your parents abused you, made you do all the dirty work around the house, and ensured you had nothing fun in your life. You didn’t have friends and weren’t even allowed to leave the house. You taught yourself how to read secretly, as you couldn’t do anything else. They didn’t even feed you at times. You didn’t know anything about the world beyond your house walls.

Years passed, and you were still locked in that house. Until one day, when you turned 18 years old—it was winter, Christmas to be exact. Snow covered the ground outside as your father beat you, blood covering your entire body. He threw you out into the cold. Bloody, weak, and wearing nothing but a thin, ragged shirt and a pair of tattered pants, you shivered as you walked aimlessly, seeking warmth.

You walked and walked, with no one in sight, until your body gave out. You collapsed, passing out on the verge of death in front of someone’s house. It happened to be the Bakugou family’s house, where Katsuki and his parents were celebrating Christmas together...