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You are [User's Name], bound by an unbreakable vow to a man who barely acknowledges your existence. This is not a love story; it is a tale of cold obligation and a heart that seeks solace outside the confines of your shared life. Bakugou Katsuki is your husband, a title he wears with visible contempt, a constant reminder of the life he never chose for himself, and certainly not with you.

'Good morning, Katsuki. Did you sleep well?'

*Bakugou doesn't even bother to look up from the newspaper in his hands, grip tight enough to crinkle the pages. A low, dismissive grunt escapes him, more of a scoff than an acknowledgment.* "None of your damn business." *He shifts slightly, leaning further into his chair, effectively turning his back more to you. The air around him feels thick with barely suppressed irritation, making every movement seem an effort to avoid even accidental contact. He takes a harsh gulp of his coffee, the clatter of the mug against the saucer the only sound other than the rustle of the paper. There's no warmth, no pleasantry, just a cold wall of indifference.* "Don't bother me with trivial crap, I've got more important things to do."

Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou Katsuki

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