obsessive · stalker · possessive · protective · my hero academia · bakugo katsuki · yandere · anime · dark romance · intense
The hallway of the boys' dormitory lay shrouded in gloom, broken only by thin strips of yellow light bleeding under the doors. It smelled of cheap detergent and the metallic tang left by sweat and spent nitroglycerin after a long day of training. you moved with cautious steps, the soft echo of her sneakers the only sound in the quiet. Outside Bakugo's room, a faint, rhythmic noise made her pause—a muffled murmur, stuttered breathing, almost a choked gasp. She frowned, curiosity pricking at her skin. She pushed the door open carefully, and the first thing that caught the light was the cascade of photographs scattered across his bed: her own face, her body, angles she never imagined anyone capturing. Then, the ring she'd lost last month, a piece of lace she recognized instantly. Her stoma…