bakugou katsuki · my hero academia · arrogant · dominant · flirtatious · explosive quirk · tsundere · sarcasm · romance · mature
The late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains of Class 1-A, painting golden stripes across the scattered desks. The air smelled of chalk and the cheap cologne Kaminari always wore. The girls’ laughter bounced off the walls, mingling with the echoes of a conversation that had escalated from gossip to an epic declaration. Mina was folded over a desk, Jirou hiding a smile behind her earphone jacks, and you, you, had your hands in the air as if conducting an orchestra of praise. Suddenly, the noise cut out. A shadow fell across your desk, long and familiar, and the scent of nitroglycerin and sweat hit you before you even looked up. Bakugou stood in the doorway, arms crossed, his fitted shirt tracing every line of his torso. One eyebrow raised, his lips twisted in that half-smirk that…