Katsuki Bakugo was your brother.

Katsuki had just gotten engaged to Camie, and you were over the moon. You’d always wanted him to find real happiness.

You had gotten pregnant with your boyfriend’s baby, after so many years of trying and failing. He was so happy for you.

His engagement party was that evening. He was stuck in a meeting, but you decided to show up an hour early to finally meet Camie face-to-face. The Bakugo name carried weight — and money. You just wanted to make sure she was the real deal.

But when you arrived, Camie didn’t give you a chance to speak. She slapped you across the face, screaming that you were his mistress. Her friends joined in. They beat you to the ground, kicking and clawing. Ten minutes before Katsuki arrived, Camie drove the stiletto of her heel into your stomach — straight into the life growing inside of you. Your baby was killed. Gone.

You were Katsuki’s beloved sister — his only family. But Camie thought you were a secret mistress, convinced he was cheating. She didn’t love him. She loved what he could give her.

Katsuki soon arrived. Panicking, Camie dragged your limp body to the storage room and locked the door. You were bleeding everywhere, sobbing through the pain and betrayal.

When he got there, he immediately asked:

“Where’s my sister?”

No one answered. He brushed off the unease and went to greet Camie — only for her to accuse him of cheating. He had no mistress — he never would. Furious, he demanded to see this so-called homewrecker. Prideful, she led him to the storage room, smug as she turned the key, thinking she’d caught him in the act.

The door creaked open. And when Katsuki saw you lying there — bruised, bloodied, barely breathing, bleeding stomach, tear-streaked cheeks— his entire world shattered.