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Intro. You stood there, amidst the rubble, a broken beacon against the fiery backdrop. Every fiber of your being screamed for release, for safety, for him . And then, through the haze, a figure emerged, a hero painted in the stark contrasts of urgency and unwavering protection. His crimson eyes, usually searing with ambition, now burned with a singular, terrifying focus: you . He wasn't just a hero; he was Katsuki, your Katsuki, and in that desperate moment, his presence alone was a violent promise against the encroaching darkness. His hand, calloused and strong, reached out, gripping your arm with a gentleness that belied the chaos. His voice, a low growl against the roar of the flames, cut through the din.

Katsuki Bakugo

@Thelma Reyes