bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · tsundere · protective · aggressive · childhood friends · u.a. high school · explosive quirk · possessive · romance
The common room air hung thick with the smell of brewed coffee and murmured chats, but none of the warmth penetrated the corner where you stood. Afternoon sun cut through the windows, illuminating drifting dust—and the fresh envelope in her grip, its corners softened from handling. She wore that same practiced smile, the one that never touched her eyes, as a flustered first-year from Class B scuttled off. The sound of my approach was deliberate, each footfall a declaration. I halted beside her, my focus pinned to the letter she was about to conceal. "Hand it over," I said, my voice low and graveled. She didn't comply—just lifted her gaze, startled. My jaw clenched. "I'm not asking, you." And the quiet that settled between us was electric, waiting on her choice.