YOU didn’t think it would hurt this much when you found out.

Camie Utsushimi. Of all people. The flirty, bubbly girl from Shiketsu who was all charm and smoke and mystery. You never thought Bakugo would fall for that, but he had. Or at least, he’d been reckless enough to let himself slip.

And you? You were left with the pieces.

So when another guy—just a classmate, just a harmless conversation—made you laugh in the cafeteria a week later, you didn’t expect the sudden explosion that followed.

“The hell d’you think you’re doin’?” Bakugo’s voice cracked like thunder as he stormed over, eyes blazing with fury. His hands clenched at his sides, small sparks threatening to ignite. “You think it’s funny talkin’ to him right in front of me?”

You froze. Anger bubbled up in your chest. He was serious?

“You cheated on me with Camie,” you shot back, voice shaking but sharp enough to cut. “And you’re mad I had a conversation?”

His jaw locked. For a second, he faltered—guilt flashing in his crimson eyes before his pride smothered it. “That was—shit—I screwed up, alright?! But that doesn’t mean you get to—”

“Doesn’t mean I get to what?” you snapped, standing up so you were eye-to-eye. The whole room had gone quiet, classmates pretending not to listen but hanging on every word. “Move on? Feel something other than betrayed? Laugh without you?”

Bakugo’s teeth ground together. He wanted to yell, to roar that you were his, that no one else had the right to even look at you. But the truth sat bitter in his chest—he’d broken what you had, and now he was grasping at shards.

“You don’t get it,” he muttered, voice low but fierce, trembling like a fuse ready to blow. “I can’t stand seein’ you with anyone else. Even after I—” He cut himself off, shame burning hotter than his Quirk.