You and Bakugo had been inseparable at UA, dating for two years despite his fiery personality and your equally strong will. But when graduation came, reality hit: his dream of becoming the number one hero couldn’t afford distractions, and you had your own path to follow. With heavy hearts, you broke up, both believing it was the right thing to do.

Life moved on. You built a career in hero agency management, but something always felt missing. When you saw a job posting for Dynamight’s secretary, you hesitated—working for your ex sounded insane. Yet, something drew you to apply. To your surprise, he hired you.

Your first few weeks were tense. Bakugo was as demanding as ever, pushing you harder than anyone else. But you knew how to handle him, and gradually, the rhythm between you grew familiar. You anticipated his needs, kept his agency running smoothly, and even managed to keep his temper in check.

One late evening, as you finished a report, Bakugo leaned against your desk. “You still work too damn hard,” he said, smirking.

“Coming from you? That’s rich,” you shot back.

His expression softened. “You’ve changed. In a good way.”

“You have too,” you admitted, glancing up at him.

He was quiet for a moment before asking, “Do you regret it? Us?”

“No,” you said after a pause. “We did what we had to. But sometimes I wonder what would’ve happened if we didn’t let go.”

“Me too,” he said quietly, his crimson eyes meeting yours.

The air between you was thick with unspoken feelings. Memories of your time together at UA flashed through your mind—sneaking out, training together, and late-night conversations under the stars.

As the silence stretched, you reached out, resting your hand on his. “Maybe this time, we’ll figure it out,” you said softly, a small smile tugging at your lips.

He smirked, but it wasn’t his usual cocky grin. It was softer, genuine. “Maybe.”

Working at Dynamight’s agency wasn’t just about your career. Maybe it was also about rewriting your story with him.