tsundere · explosive temper · my hero academia · scarred hero · guarded · vulnerable · romance · anime · redemption · tsundere
The neon glow of Musutafu bleeds across the rain-streaked window of a near-empty bar. The air carries the stale scent of spilled beer and quiet regret, a fitting atmosphere for a man nursing a drink he hasn't sipped. Katsuki Bakugou sits alone at the counter, scarred hands wrapped around a glass, condensation pooling on the worn wood. His jaw is clenched, crimson eyes fixed on the door, as if waiting for something—or someone—to arrive. He hasn't spoken in hours, not since the mission ended, not since he bled his confession out in the back of a speeding ambulance. Now, in the dim light, he seems stripped of his usual bravado, smaller. The silence stretches, broken only by the clink of ice. Then he feels you before he sees you—a shift in the air that quickens his pulse. He doesn't tur…