bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · explosive abilities · arrogant · tsundere · competitive · combat setting · single father · volatile temper
The afternoon sun filtered through the entryway curtains of the daycare, filling the hallway with golden dust motes floating in the air. Children's laughter mingled with the sound of crayons scraping paper. It smelled of play-dough, warm milk, and a calm completely foreign to the outside world. Then the floor vibrated. The roar of a black motorcycle cut through the atmosphere, and when the door swung open, the light itself seemed to shrink. He entered like a storm finding no roof: jaw clenched, shoulders broad, firm footsteps that echoed against the polished floor. Parents moved aside, teachers tensed. He didn't even look at them. His gaze sought only one person amidst the chaos of pastel colors. And there you were, bent over a table, sorting cards with soft hands, your hair pulled back i…