#the way the movies understood the assignment

[enzstr]

Only You || K. Bakugo

Pairing: Bakugo x Reader

synopsis: starz26708 and Dino.tnt609, two students who first met in an online chatroom. A friendship had flourished between them. With the strong need to meet each other, 6aku.tnt609 slowly gains curiosity regarding the other's identity, which sparked the desire to meet her within him. What could possibly go wrong?

💭: btw, this is inspired from the Chad Michael Murray and Hilary Duff movie A Cinderella's Story!!

author's note: IM SOOO SORRY FOR UPLOADING SOO LATEEE, i swear its been in my drafts but assignments and school got to me, also happy belated new year..?

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Chapter 3: Masks and Revelations

The night of the Halloween party arrived faster than I expected, leaving me feeling a whirlwind of anticipation and uncertainty. I’d spent the entire day trying to talk myself into just enjoying the night, letting go of all the "what-ifs" and doubts that kept creeping into my thoughts. My phone buzzed again, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts.

Dino.tnt609: "You still coming? I’ll be waiting for you at 11, just like I said."

I smiled at the message, feeling the warmth spread through me at the thought of him. It felt reassuring to know someone understood me—someone who didn’t expect anything, just wanted to hang out. Still, there was that nagging feeling at the back of my mind, the doubt that made me hesitate. What if it was all too weird? What if he was nothing like I imagined?

I shoved those thoughts away. I had already decided. I was going. I was going to wear the mask and just be. The mask was my safety net, a way to protect myself from feeling vulnerable or exposed. And the more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea of it. A night where I wasn’t Y/n the student. I could just be me—whoever that was in this moment.

Slipping on my costume, I made sure everything was in place before heading out. The mask fit snugly over my face, leaving only my eyes visible. I felt... anonymous. But in the best possible way. It was a strange, freeing sensation—no expectations, no history, just a chance to start fresh for a few hours.

The venue was decorated in typical Halloween fashion—orange and black streamers hanging from the ceiling, dim lights casting long shadows across the floor, and a haze of fog creeping over the dance floor. Music pulsed through the speakers, mixing with the low murmur of excited chatter. I took a deep breath and stepped inside.

My nerves were starting to get the best of me, but I forced myself to keep walking. I wasn’t going to back out now. The party was already in full swing, and the atmosphere was a blend of excitement and carefree energy. It was strange, the anonymity that the mask granted me. I could walk through the crowd without anyone recognizing me. It felt liberating—until I spotted him.

Dino.tnt609. Or rather, I thought it was him.

There, in the center of the dance floor, stood a tall figure, wearing a costume that wasn’t anything extraordinary—just a black hoodie and a pair of jeans—but somehow he still managed to stand out. Even from across the room, his posture demanded attention. There was something unmistakably familiar about the way he carried himself. I froze.

I had no doubt now. This was him. This was Dino.

And yet, as my heart pounded in my chest, I couldn’t help but feel a slight hesitation. What if this moment, this meeting, didn’t live up to what I had imagined? What if he didn’t look like the person I had spent hours texting with? What if he didn’t even like me once he saw me?

Taking a deep breath, I pushed through the crowd, drawing closer to him. My hands were clammy, and my heart was racing faster than it ever had before.

And then, suddenly, he turned around.

I couldn’t help it—I froze. My breath caught in my throat as I looked into his eyes.

Dino.tnt609... but it wasn’t Dino, was it?

His eyes. His face. The slight furrow of his brow as he looked at me with that same arrogant expression I knew all too well. This was no stranger. This was Bakugo Katsuki.

I stared at him, my mind scrambling to make sense of what was happening. My heart was racing, and I couldn’t decide whether I was more shocked, confused, or... terrified. How was it possible? How could Bakugo—my academic rival, the guy I couldn’t stand—be Dino? The person I had been talking to for weeks?

I wanted to say something. To confront him, ask him how he could have been lying to me this whole time. But my voice wouldn’t come out. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think.

Bakugo, on the other hand, didn’t seem fazed at all. His eyes studied me for a moment, taking in the mask, before he smirked. The kind of smirk I knew too well—the one that made me feel like I was about to be set up for something I’d regret.

“Thought you’d show up sooner,” he said, his voice carrying an edge of something I couldn’t quite place. “You’ve been texting me for weeks, and now you show up fashionably late?”

I blinked, my heart still pounding. I had to fight to keep my voice steady, to keep myself from panicking.

“I—I didn’t know you’d be here,” I managed to say, my words stumbling out of me. “I mean, I didn’t expect you to be...” I trailed off, unsure how to finish the sentence.

Bakugo chuckled, and for a moment, I felt a small surge of relief. It was familiar, in an odd way. But at the same time, it felt like everything was shifting beneath my feet. The person I had thought I knew through messages—Dino—wasn’t someone else at all. It was Bakugo. And he... he didn’t know who I was.

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks, and I had to suppress the urge to step back. I didn’t know what to do next. Should I say something? Confront him? But if I did, it could ruin everything. This whole night, this whole opportunity to just be, would fall apart.

Bakugo didn’t seem to care that I was struggling. He leaned against the bar casually, the same Bakugo I’d seen a hundred times. “You’re not gonna tell me you didn’t recognize me, are you?” he asked, the smirk still playing on his lips.

I took a steadying breath, forcing myself to hold my ground. There was no way I could back out now, not when everything was on the line. “I... didn’t expect you to be here,” I repeated, the words coming out a little more confidently this time. “But I guess you like to keep things... interesting, don’t you?”

He gave me a pointed look, his eyes narrowing slightly. “You have no idea.”

And just like that, the world around us seemed to fade. I wasn’t sure if I was nervous, excited, or if I was still trying to figure out what this even meant. But somehow, the tension between us felt different tonight. As if, just maybe, everything was about to change.

Because in this crowded room, with the lights flashing and the music pulsing through the speakers, Bakugo wasn’t just the person I fought against every day. He was something else. Something I didn’t fully understand yet.

And I had a feeling that tonight, I was going to find out.

The music shifted, blending seamlessly from one track to the next, but all I could hear was the pounding of my heart. Every beat seemed to echo in the pit of my stomach, growing louder, faster. Bakugo was still leaning against the bar, his posture relaxed, yet something about the way he stood—so confident, so sure—was making everything feel... charged.

I didn’t know what to do. Did I confront him? Rip the mask off and tell him I was the girl he’d been talking to? Or did I keep playing the game? Keep pretending like I didn’t know the truth, like I wasn’t standing here with my mind reeling in confusion?

Bakugo broke the silence, his voice cutting through my spiraling thoughts.

“You’re not as shy as I thought you’d be,” he said, a teasing edge to his tone, his smirk still lingering. “You’re a lot bolder in person than you are over text.”

I couldn’t help but laugh softly, despite the tension I was feeling. “Guess I like to keep people guessing,” I replied, hoping the casualness in my voice would hide the nerves I could barely contain.

He raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharpening. “I bet you do. But what’s the deal with the mask? You hiding something under there?”

I felt a flicker of heat crawl up my neck. It wasn’t a question I’d expected from him. Maybe it should’ve been, but in that moment, it threw me off. My hand instinctively reached up to touch the mask, adjusting it just a little.

“I’m not hiding anything,” I said, trying to sound confident, though my voice was almost too soft. “I just... like the freedom.”

Bakugo’s gaze softened just slightly, the teasing smirk fading into something else—something that made my heart beat faster. "Freedom, huh?" he muttered, almost to himself. “Guess I can understand that. Sometimes, it’s easier to be someone else for a while. No one expects anything.”

The way he said it, with that quiet vulnerability, sent a chill through me. Was this him being... honest? For once? I had never thought Bakugo would open up, at least not to someone like me. But tonight, everything felt different.

Just as I was about to respond, someone bumped into my shoulder, snapping me out of the moment. I turned, catching a glimpse of a couple of other students in their costumes laughing, oblivious to the tension between Bakugo and me. The normal world seemed to be moving on around us, but here I was, stuck in this odd bubble with him.

I glanced back at Bakugo, and to my surprise, he wasn’t as distant as usual. His usual bravado was still there, but it was almost like the mask I was wearing had somehow made him let his guard down just a fraction. Maybe it was the anonymity, the shared secret between us—that we both knew who each other was but weren’t quite willing to reveal everything just yet.

“So, are you just going to stand there and look at me, or are you going to dance?” Bakugo asked, his words laced with his usual defiance, but there was something almost... playful in his tone.

I blinked, caught off guard. Dance? Me? I wasn’t sure what he meant by that. Was he inviting me to actually dance, or was it just a way to keep the conversation going, something to push past the awkwardness?

“Uh, I don’t really... dance,” I said, feeling heat rise in my cheeks.

He raised an eyebrow. “Seriously? C’mon, it’s a party. You can’t just stand here and act like you don’t want to let loose for once.”

I swallowed hard, glancing at the dance floor. There were people all around, their bodies swaying with the music. The crowd seemed to move in sync, as though they were all part of the same rhythm. And then there was me—completely frozen, caught between wanting to stay where I was and feeling the pull of something that had nothing to do with the person I was pretending to be.

“Come on,” he said again, his voice softer now, a challenge in his eyes. “I bet you could at least try. You can hide behind the mask all you want, but no one’s gonna bite.”

My thoughts were racing, my heart pounding louder. But then something in me snapped. What was I afraid of? Why was I holding myself back? I was here to let go, to escape the weight of my usual life, to just... be.

“Fine,” I said, finally finding my courage. “But don’t expect me to be some pro dancer or anything.”

Bakugo chuckled, his confidence returning. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

He stepped closer, not waiting for me to second guess myself. His hand brushed against mine as he reached out, an invitation to follow him to the dance floor. The touch sent an electric jolt through me. I couldn’t explain it, but there was something about his presence that made the world feel less intimidating, more... alive. Maybe it was the mask, or maybe it was something deeper that I hadn’t quite figured out yet. But whatever it was, it made me take his hand.

We made our way through the crowd, my nerves building again as the music pulsed around us, vibrating through the floor. We found a spot on the edge of the dance floor, a little less crowded but close enough to the energy of the others.

For a moment, neither of us moved. We just stood there, facing each other. I could feel his gaze, sharp and focused, but his eyes weren’t mocking me like usual. Instead, they seemed almost... intrigued.

“Don’t just stand there like a statue,” he said, his voice gruff, but not unkind. “Move.”

I took a deep breath, and then, on instinct, I let the music take over. Slowly, I began to sway to the beat, letting the rhythm pull me in. It wasn’t much at first, just a little movement, but as the song continued, I felt the tension start to melt away.

Bakugo watched me for a few moments, and then, without saying another word, he mirrored my movements. At first, it was tentative, just us shifting with the music. But then, as if we were syncing to the same pulse, the distance between us closed a little. The awkwardness faded into something... else. Something I couldn’t quite name, but something that made the world seem smaller, quieter.

In that moment, I wasn’t Y/n, the student, the one who always had to keep it together. I wasn’t even the girl hiding behind the mask, unsure of what to do. I was just... me, here in this strange, surreal moment with him. And for once, it didn’t matter that we’d spent years as rivals. It didn’t matter that the night would end and we’d go back to being strangers, enemies, whatever.

Right now, it was just us. The music, the beat, the mask.

And for the first time in a long while, I felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be.

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[theoneprecioustome]

A trailer for the Blu-Ray Box was uploaded and it's pure Aikoto!

Makoto: Persona! Aigis: We meet again. Makoto: After coming to this city and spending time with friends… For the first time… I think I was able to start living. Aigis: It's finally clear to me. Why I live. Soon, all [our] friends will be here by [our] side. Makoto: Even if we do [forget], we'll find a way to remember our memories of each other.

To keep things homogenous, I went for the official translation included in the movies. However, it's obvious they edited this so it would look like Aigis and Makoto are talking to each other, which is why I went for [our] instead of [my] in that fourth line.

ALSO! The movie site changed for the first time since 2016 (😭) and revealed that there will be pre-order bonuses to go along with the Box! There will be an A3 clearfile that is common to all pre-order sites, but each site will also offer its own benefits.

Among those is Tsutaya, which is including a 4-set bromide. Considering that Tsutaya released 3 Aikoto clearfiles in the past, perhaps the bromide set may feature those designs as well? 😭