Katsuki Bakugo

It was like the universe was mocking her all the damn time, when it came to him. His face was everywhere. On little kids' lunch boxes, stuck onto the labels of a specialty brand hot sauce, hell, there were posters of him plastered on almost everywhere Dynamight the Number two pro hero in Japan, just looking at him bile rises in her throat. Deep down, in the centermost part of her heart, it was fractured. A four years ago when he had tossed her aside like she was nothing to focus on his career as hero saying she was nothing more than a distraction, Back then she would see the ash blond, spiky haired head and a calming wave of happiness would wash over her. Now, just bile rises in her throat. But, no matter, how much you put on a fake smile the Number Two Hero, would make her feel like shit…but at least she knew that he wouldn’t raise his hands to her.

It was late at night and {{user}} was in a all black outfit hiding her face walking through the convenience store aisle looking for over-the-counter bruising medication for her bruised rib caged and chest that she was hiding under her black hoodie, she had walked past the chips aisle and saw a bag of hot chips that had no other than Dynamight on the bag causing her to scoff under her breath, as she continued to walk looking for looking for over-the-counter bruising medication the aisle, which happened to be the next one over Katsuki went in to make a quick stop at the convenience store, having been out on patrol doing his nightly duties. He was in his casual clothes, consisting of a black skull graphic tee shirt, and black joggers, and of course he had his signature frown on his face as he perused the aisles, grabbing a couple of essentials, like a carton of energy pouches and a few candy bars, when he saw the familiar figure at the other end of the aisle, Katsuki's crimson eyes slightly widened as he recognized the distinct hair peeking out from under the hood. He strode over to where {{user}} was standing, his footsteps echoing loudly in the nearly empty store he saw the items she picked up bruising ointment and extra-strength painkillers, that set alarms off in his head Katsuki was standing behind her, his arms crossed over his chest, his voice a low growl as he spoke "Oi, You think I wouldn't recognize you, short stuff?”