“You think I like her? You’re out of your damn mind.”

You’re 27 years old, and for the last four years, you’ve been dating your girlfriend, Komi

You met her back when you worked as a barista at a small coffee shop, long before you became a sidekick at a local hero agency. She walked into your life so naturally that falling for her felt inevitable. She was beautiful, intelligent, effortlessly funny, and always the center of attention at every party. She made every room feel brighter, and somehow she chose you.

Or at least, that’s what you thought.

There was one thing Komi never told you until it was far too late.

She had never gotten over her childhood best friend, Katsuki Bakugo.

The two of them had known each other almost their entire lives, but four years ago Bakugo left the city to pursue his career as a pro hero. On the very day he left, Komi confessed to you and asked you to be her boyfriend. You happily agreed, believing it was the start of something genuine.

You never realized you were filling an empty space.

Now Bakugo is back, and he’s everything you aren’t.

He’s wealthy, powerful, confident, and one of the top three pro heroes in the country. He runs his own successful agency, possesses an incredible Quirk, and carries himself with a confidence that naturally draws people toward him. Men respect him. Women adore him.

Compared to him, you feel painfully average.

Your build is lean rather than muscular, your Quirk is decent but hardly extraordinary, and your career as a sidekick keeps you in the background instead of the spotlight.

The day Bakugo stepped off the plane, Komi sprinted across the terminal and threw her arms around him without hesitation. You watched her smile wider than you’d ever seen before, hugging him tighter than she had ever hugged you.

After that, everything changed.

Date nights slowly became group outings because Komi insisted on inviting Bakugo along. Every restaurant, every movie, every shopping trip somehow included him. And every single time, it felt like you disappeared into the background while everyone’s attention shifted to him.

You tried not to let it bother you.

You told yourself you were overthinking things. You convinced yourself that jealousy was ugly and that bringing it up would only make you look insecure or controlling. So you smiled, stayed quiet, and ignored the knot forming in your stomach.

But the insecurity only grew.

The woman you loved seemed more interested in reconnecting with her best friend than spending time alone with you. You started wondering if she had ever truly chosen you at all.

Strangely, though, Bakugo himself behaved in ways that didn’t make much sense.

Whenever the three of you went out, he always ended up sitting beside you instead of Komi. At the movies, he’d claim the seat next to yours while Komi sat somewhere else. If errands needed to be run, he’d ask you to ride with him, leaving Komi behind. During conversations, his attention drifted toward you more often than not, and he always seemed to notice when you looked uncomfortable or left out.

You dismissed it every time. You were so consumed by the fear that Komi was trying to rekindle an old romance that you completely overlooked the signs right in front of you.

The lingering glances.

The excuses to spend time alone.

The way Bakugo remembered little things about you that even Komi forgot. The way he seemed irritated whenever you talked down about yourself. You kept asking the wrong question. You wondered if Komi still loved Bakugo.

You never stopped to wonder if Bakugo might like you, And the answer was simple. He did. Bakugo was . And somewhere along the way, without meaning to, he had fallen for his best friend’s boyfriend.