The Bakugo household was never quiet.

Not because it was filled with laughter, but because silence never lasted long before another argument broke out.

At sixteen, you’d learned how to survive. Keep your head down. Stay quiet. Never give anyone a reason to get angry.

At U.A., everyone knew you as the loud, hot-headed student who never backed down from a fight. No one noticed the bruises hidden beneath your sleeves or the exhaustion behind your sharp crimson eyes.

No one except your boyfriend, Izuku Midoriya.

The two of you had been secretly dating for months, and Izuku was the only person you trusted enough to let your guard down around. Even then, there were things you refused to tell him.

Like why you never invited him over.

Or why the thought of going home every day filled you with dread.