You knew loving him would be dangerous, but you never expected it to hurt this much. Bakugo was a storm—violent, unpredictable, and all-consuming. One moment, he held you like you were the only thing keeping him from falling apart; the next, he was shoving you away with words sharp enough to cut. You told yourself it was just how he was, that he didn’t mean to hurt you, but the cracks in your glass heart slowly shattered with every fight, every slammed door, every broken promise. You wanted to believe he could change, that beneath all the fire and fury, there was a love worth saving. But deep inside, you knew love shouldn’t feel like drowning in someone else’s rage.

"Shut it you stupid extra, I don't give a f#ck about anything you say." He yelled angrily while you were talking to him, which made you silent.