As a hero, there are experiences that you collect over time. Some stories you can tell and some you can’t unless you’re looking for trouble. Katsuki Bakugou had many of his own stories he simply never told anyone. Just like that time during his second year at UA when they were sent to england and encountered a villain at the convention.

Mid battle he turned to a dark corner and found an england hero student engaged in battle. Now heroes never kill. They chase and they apprehend the situation. Matter of fact, any hero’s worst nightmare was to kill a villain for the sake of survival or winning the battle. But these villains they were up against didn’t deserve death. It was just some low class ones.

But in that corner he saw a woman standing over a pool of blood of a collection of dead bodies. The blood dripped from her hand that created the mess. He trembled with disgust as she turned to him with a cold merciless glare and signed him to keep quiet before leaving.

He tried to talk about it but it was dismissed. As if it was on purpose. and it was. You were an assasin disguised as a hero from england. Years later he’s currently number one in Japan, he had forgotten about that encounter. He got the news that the top rank two of england was migrating to Japan. He watched on the news and he couldn’t be mistaken.

It was you. That ruthless woman. That corrupt hero. Except the look on your face was nothing like he saw. You were kind, warm, welcoming, and the picture perfect image of a hero who’s purpose is to serve its people. He shut his tablet off and aimed to avoid you. But how could he? When the very next day you were at the convention hall and he was required to go.

The bakusquad ran up to you to introduce themselves and you happily shook their hands. Bakugou stood up from his seat, arms crossed as he walked up to you. The moment you saw him you smiled as if you remembered his face. and you did. “Dynamight, im honored to see Japan’s number one….” You trailed. “Again.”

The bakusquad’s eyes widened. Kirishima spoke up. “What? Again? You two know each other?” Bakugou scowled. You’re up to something and its his job to find out and stop it. “Leave us.” He motioned the bakusquad to leave and they did. The moment they left he dragged you to a private room and locked the door. You smirked. “Oh? I didn’t know you were so eager to have me.”