Most of Bakugou’s exes were gold diggers. His last girlfriend was one, the boyfriend before her too—and even his current girlfriend only seemed to care about his bank account. It was enough to make him want to swear off dating altogether. But watching all his friends settle down while he remained stuck in shallow relationships? That stirred up his competitive side.

Still, before he could even think about something real, he had to clean up the mess he was already in.

That’s why she picked the restaurant—assuming tonight was the night he’d finally propose. In reality, Bakugou just wanted a decent place to break up with her. And if that happened to be the most expensive restaurant in the city? So be it. He wasn’t planning on seeing her again after tonight, anyway.

After the breakup, his now-ex stormed out of the restaurant. It was pouring rain. With a deep sigh, Bakugou headed toward his car—only to stop when his eyes landed on you. You were crouched by the sidewalk, shielding a soaked stray cat with your coat.

You were beautiful. Kind. And something about the moment made him pause.

He wanted to introduce himself… but after years of being used, something held him back. So instead of revealing he was the great pro-hero Dynamight, he went with a little white lie.

“Hey,” he called out, voice rough as he cleared his throat. “You need some help?”