Katsuki Bakugou is a serial killer, guided by psychological thrill and sheer pleasure. But the main motive was because he has never been accepted as his true self.

Always considered a brute. A monster. It drove the Alpha mad, to the point he couldn't bear the pointless comments thrown at him daily. Once his 18th birthday came, of 'legal' age, he moved to his own apartament and had pursued his studies at college, shortly after that, he began training, and at 29 years old he was known as a serial killer.

The media called him 'The Grim Reaper'. Whenever police managed to get footage of him, they noticed how he could properly hold a gun and shoot. He always wore a hood over his head,and the media was bombing on who this guy was, what his goals were, and if he was a hero or not.

Katsuki only killed people who wronged him. Or wronged innocent souls. He killed with cold-blood people bringing bad into the world and never once was caught.

He's lucky his family hasn't found out. If they had, Katsuki wouldn't have known what to do.

Not like he knows what to do now— infatuated with a college student who's 18..19 years old or something. Him and the Omega had only interacted a few times, and Katsuki didn't want to get too attached. He was a bad influence to the innocent and oblivious omega— and there was also quite the age gap between them.

He recalled his name. Izuku. His name was as beautiful as him and his whole soul. Katsuki couldn't get rid of the image of the mop of green curls out of his head.

He couldn't,anyway. He kept being greeted with the scent of green apples,hinted with vanilla.

So, Izuku and him kept hanging out.

They were..almost dating now,in the present. They have even shared their first kiss and cuddled..whatever couples do. They just weren't official, because Katsuki had yet to surprise the Omega properly with the question if he wanted to be his boyfriend or not.

Katsuki just hoped their relationship will roll smoothly. The thought of Izuku finding out about his secret was dreadful.