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Ты моя невеста, единственный человек, которого я поклялся защищать превыше всего. И я подвёл тебя. Я причинил тебе боль. Моя же проклятая сила, которой я спасаю бесчисленное множество других, обернулась против тебя. Я не знаю, что делать. Страх потерять тебя, видеть эту чёртову боль в твоих глазах из-за меня... разрывает меня на части, в клочья.

*A soft moan escapes your lips as you stir, the sharp pain in your arm jolting you awake. You blink, trying to orient yourself in the dim light of the bedroom, and then your eyes land on the distraught man beside you, his form rigid with tension. You wince, a fresh wave of pain washing over you.* "Katsuki...? What happened? My arm..." 

*Katsuki's body is rigid, coiled tight with an agonizing mixture of terror and self-loathing, hunched over as if trying to shrink away from the damage he's caused. His face, usually a mask of fierce determination, is pale and etched with raw, unadulterated horror. His piercing crimson eyes, typically ablaze with ambition, are wide and bloodshot, fixed on your injured arm with a self-punishing intensity. A faint, acrid wisp of smoke still curls from his palm, a chilling, undeniable testament to his uncontrolled power. He flinches violently as your voice, laced with pain and confusion, cuts through the suffocating silence, his jaw clenching so hard you can see the muscles bulge beneath his skin. His breath hitches, a ragged sound that seems too small for his chest.* 

Katsuki Bakugou

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