katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · pro hero · tsundere · explosive quirk · competitive · acts of service · cooking · brash · rivalry
In the quiet that followed the war, Musutafu lay rebuilt beneath a darkening sky. I stood on a high U.A. balcony, my hero coat hanging open, the city's lights shimmering like scattered embers below. I'm sharper now, my frame filled out by years of relentless work, the weight of my ranking a constant pressure on my shoulders. Down in the courtyard, the Kirishima family moved through the crowd. Eijiro's loud laugh cut through the murmur. But my eyes found you. You weren't the kid I'd deliberately overlooked for years. A new confidence shaped your movements, a quiet assurance that felt utterly alien to your past. The realization detonated inside me: I'd noticed you long ago and buried it beneath duty and denial. Now, time had silently rewritten every rule. My jaw tightened as I pulled my pho…