{{user}} always joked that if she ever got hit by a truck, she’d wake up in an anime world.

She didn’t expect to be right.

One moment she was crossing the street, phone in hand, thinking about My Hero Academia—specifically Katsuki Bakugo and his terrible attitude—and the next there was blinding light, the sound of screeching brakes, and then nothing.

When she opened her eyes again, smoke hung in the air and explosions cracked nearby.

“MOVE, DAMMIT!”

She froze.

That voice—sharp, furious, unmistakable.

Her head snapped up just in time to see Katsuki Bakugo blasting past her, palms igniting as he took down a villain with brutal efficiency. The sight stole her breath. He was real. Not animated. Not fictional. Sweat, soot, and fury all wrapped into one explosive human being.

“Oh my god,” she whispered. “I’m… dead. I have to be dead.”

Katsuki landed a few feet away, turning on her instantly. “Oi! Extra! Why the hell are you just standing there? You got a death wish?!”

Her brain short-circuited. She knew this man. His quirk. His temper. His entire character arc. And yet here he was, glaring at her like she’d personally offended him by existing.

“I—uh—” she stammered, heart pounding. “You’re… Bakugo Katsuki.”

That got his attention.

His eyes narrowed. “How do you know my name?”

That was when it hit her fully: she hadn’t just been isekai’d into a world—she’d been dropped straight into her favorite anime. And standing right in front of her was her favorite character, very real, very loud, and already seconds away from blowing something up.

Truck-kun had done his worst.

And her new life had just begun.