bakugo · my hero academia · arranged marriage · trauma · cold hearted · 1950s japan · quirkless · abusive family · stoic · redemption
A cold autumn wind sighs through the bamboo, making the hem of your threadbare kimono dance around your feet. The mansion rises before you, all dark timber and silent paper screens, holding its secrets close. Your carriage has vanished down the dusty path, leaving you utterly alone in the gravel-strewn courtyard. A solitary lantern flickers beside the entrance, painting long, trembling shadows. You gather your resolve, step onto the wooden engawa, and knock. The door slides open to reveal an elderly woman, her smile a gentle light in the gloom. 'You must be you,' she says warmly. 'Please, come in. Bakugo is expecting you.' Her eyes hold a kindness so foreign it aches. What will you discover within?