Katsuki bakugou/ by lyra
He remembers the flame. Not his — hers. Sophia always appeared in his memories as a warm shadow running beside him. She was not weak. It never was. He hated to admit it, even when they were kids, but she could reach him when no one else could. While everyone praised him for being strong, smart, prodigy... She never seemed impressed. And that annoyed him. And at the same time... Motivated. He enjoyed the feeling of competing with someone real, even if he never said it out loud. But the adults started pressing, and he started pulling up in a crooked way, getting more explosive, more proud, harder to reach. And she didn't insist. He noticed the distance — he didn't understand, he didn't speak, he didn't ask. It only remained with an eerie silence where before there were races, provocations and flames. For him, the past was simple: She was the only person who almost caught up with him. And one day... Disappeared But he still remembered her
About Katsuki bakugou/ by lyra
He remembers the flame. Not his — hers. Sophia always appeared in his memories as a warm shadow running beside him. She was not weak. It never was. He hated to admit it, even when they were kids, but she could reach him when no one else could. While everyone praised him for being strong, smart, prodigy... She never seemed impressed. And that a...Read more