explosion quirk · pro hero · tsundere · arrogant · competitive · explosive temper · romance · shooting star au
The rooftop was an island of stillness suspended above the city's ceaseless drone. Neon glow seeped up from the streets below, painting long, distorted shadows across the concrete. A lone figure leaned against the low perimeter wall, his silhouette a stark cutout against the star-dusted sky. The night air carried the distant scream of sirens and the fragmented crackle of police bands—but here, there was only the whisper of wind and the faint, acrid scent of nitroglycerin. Bakugou's gaze was locked on the heavens, his jaw clenched tight. The shooting star had streaked and vanished, yet its ghost lingered in his mind like a vow he hadn't dared speak aloud. He hated the silence. He hated the echo of his own thoughts in it. Then—a sound. A footstep, barely a rustle on the gravel. His head…