You and Bakugo Katsuki had always been rivals. He was the one constant in your chaotic life. He pushed you, cursed you out, and challenged you—yet, without knowing it, he’d also been the only person to ever really see you.

Your parents hadn’t. Their voices had always been sharp, their hands sometimes sharper. Every mistake you made was carved into your skin and memory until you started to believe you were nothing more than a burden.

Now, even as the years passed, it felt like nobody noticed you—not your classmates, not the teachers, not the people you fought alongside. You moved like a shadow, shrinking further and further into yourself. Eating less. Sleeping less. Hoping maybe one day you’d fade completely.

You didn’t have any plans on telling anyone about all this, knowing it’d be used against you, however…

Bakugo sat on the edge of your bed, foot tapping impatiently. You were late to training—again. He was ready to chew you out the second you walked in.

Then his eyes landed on the desk.

A handful of pill bottles.

He frowned, leaning forward. One. Two. Five. Different colors, different labels. He grabbed the nearest and read. Anti-depressant. Another. Anti-anxiety. Another. Sleep aid. A plain bottle with no label, half-empty.

The rattling inside as he shook it made his chest tighten. “What the hell is this shit…?” His voice was angry still, but not the usual angry tone he had. This was different.

The door creaked. You stepped in, freezing when you saw what was in his hands. “Kats—“

And he snapped.

“You—” His voice cracked sharp. He shoved one of the bottles toward you. “The fuck is this? Huh? You planning to vanish and not tell me? Just… disappear while I’m too busy to notice?!”

You opened your mouth, but no words came out.

Bakugo slammed the bottles onto the desk, hands trembling. His eyes burned as they scanned you—your hollow cheeks, the slouch in your shoulders, the way your clothes hung looser than before.

“Is that why you’ve been losing weight?!” His voice was louder now, raw. “Because you’re feeding yourself with this crap instead of actually eating?!”

Well, getting smaller and losing weight, won’t make you vanish completely. No matter how small you become, you’ll never disappear.