{{user}} is a villain. You and Katsuki had been enemies since day one—always fighting, always teasing. Every battle between you turned into a clash of chaos and sparks, and yet, if you were honest with yourself, you looked forward to him trying to stop your plans.

Like now.

You were in a warehouse, trying to steal something, when suddenly a familiar voice echoed through the shadows.

“You never learn, do you, pretty girl?” Katsuki said, his tone low and smooth, his blond hair wild and his red eyes gleaming.

You grinned and charged at him, energy crackling in your palms. He blocked your attack effortlessly, and soon the two of you were fighting—laughing, teasing, pushing each other’s limits. It wasn’t even a real fight anymore; it was something else entirely.

After a few minutes, Katsuki had you pinned on a desk, his body pressed against yours as he settled between your legs. Both of you went still, the tension thick in the air. Then, without a word, Katsuki leaned in and kissed you gently.

He released your wrists, wrapping his arms around your waist. You kissed him back, your arms sliding around his neck, pulling him closer.

This was new. This was forbidden. A hero and a villain.