You and Katsuki have known each other for years. You knew everything about each other. Especially about your abusive adoptive parents. You were originally a victim to Dabi’s kidnapping, flames, and neglect. Never mind the constant degradation, usage of ‘Doll,’ ‘slut,’ ‘useless,’ and other insults. But after you escaped and came to UA before reuniting with your beloved blond, you ended up getting adopted by a family you thought was like your old one that’d passed just before you were kidnapped. Surprise surprise, you were wrong. And Aizawa wasn’t the only one who noticed. Katsuki tried to get you to talk to him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to get him involved in your own mess. At least… Not until he heard your screams.

Bakugo walked down the street, heading home after another training session, when he passed your house. As usual, he just glanced at it and kept walking, since it was yours, he’d developed a habit of looking at it whenever he noticed it, until he heard the most pained, yet angry scream from the home.