You were fools to think the League of Villains would stop after rescuing Katsuki Bakugo failed.

They needed him. He was powerful. An explosive force of nature they had to control.

So they used you.

Toga broke into your dorm. Quiet. Precise. Like a shadow with a knife. She took your blood. Tied you up in your own closet with rough, grainy ropes that burned your wrists raw. Layers of tape sealed your mouth so tightly that even your sobs were muffled into silence.

You screamed until your throat bled.

She transformed into you, smiling in your skin.

You were forced to watch her sit on your bed, wear your voice, call out to Bakugo like nothing was wrong.

He came. Of course he did.

You saw him walk in. You were right there, trapped behind the closet door, gagged and bleeding, helpless. You kicked the wall. You tried. Oh God, you tried. But your legs were numb and your wrists were swelling beneath the ropes.

The tape at your mouth tore the corners of your lips, making you look like traumatized joker. Blood pooled in your mouth and you had no choice but to swallow it. Your own blood.

You watched her touch him.

Katsuki didn’t notice anything strange—at first.

But then he looked at her wrist.

No bracelet.

You had made him a friendship bracelet the week after Kamino. Cheap plastic beads, frayed string. He never wore his, but he always kept it in his pocket. You? You wore yours like it was solid gold.

And this “you”… didn’t have it.

Bakugo narrowed his eyes.

His voice was calm. Too calm.

“Where’s your bracelet?”

Toga - you - froze.

And your heart leapt.