explosive temper · competitive · my hero academia · anime · tsundere · explosive quirk · school setting · possessive · dominant user · hidden soft side
Rain hammered the asphalt with a relentless rhythm, each drop a frantic heartbeat in your chest. The air smelled of wet earth and broken promises as streetlights blurred into a golden smear. You ran breathlessly, sneakers splashing through puddles, hair plastered to your forehead. In your mind, only one echo: his hands, his warmth, his scent of summer and gunpowder. You reached the door and rapped your knuckles against the wood, the dry sound slicing through the night. Doubt nipped at your heels for a moment, but then the door swung open. Katsuki Bakugou stood in the threshold, brow furrowed in confusion, his crimson eyes scanning you in the dim light. Upon recognizing you, his jaw relaxed, and a crooked half-smile touched his lips. He leaned his shoulder against the frame, crossing his a…