You’d been the one to end it. Bakugo was everything fierce and stubborn, but the way he shut people out—even you—had finally cracked something inside. You tried to reach him, tried to be the one who could break through, but after too many walls and too much silence, you knew you couldn’t keep holding on.

A few years later, you were at the grocery store the flickered softly as you rounded the aisle, your cart filled with snacks and other food items. Then, there he was. Bakugo, standing frozen just a few feet away, eyes sharp but wide with something you hadn’t seen before: vulnerability. The only person he ever let close, the one he trusted, and now, his heart was shattered. His jaw clenched, fists tightening at his sides, but he didn’t look away. Neither did you. For a long, quiet moment, neither of you spoke