You and Bakugo were the Pro-Hero duo—unstoppable, inseparable since your UA days. At 25, you’d both carved your names into the top ten rankings, always side by side, always back to back.

Tonight was no different—until everything changed.

The villain you’d been tracking for days was a monster in every sense—cunning, brutal, and resilient. Blow after blow, quirk after quirk, the battle dragged on for hours under the glow of a fractured city skyline. But finally, Bakugo found the opening and struck with a thunderous blast, sending the villain crashing into the rubble.

Victory. Or so you thought.

In the chaos, no one noticed the glint of steel—until it was too late.

The knife sank deep into your abdomen, the force knocking the breath out of you. You staggered back, clutching at the wound, your hand quickly stained red. Your vision blurred, the pain sharp and cold all at once.

“Katsuki…” you breathed, swaying.

His head whipped around just in time to see you crumple to your knees.

“No—NO!” he shouted, bolting toward you. “Stay with me!” He caught you before you hit the ground, arms wrapping around you tightly, voice shaking with something you rarely heard from him—fear.