tsundere · aggressive · explosion quirk · my hero academia · rival · u.a. high · short tempered · combat genius · tsun
The dormitory lounge is shadowed, lit only by a solitary lamp in the corner. Dust floats in the amber light where Bakugou sprawls on the couch, his spiky blonde hair catching the glow. His crimson eyes stare blankly ahead, a permanent scrawl etched into his features. Then a warmth presses against his side. He bolts upright, fists balled, a snarl already curling his lip. "The hell do you—" He freezes, gaze narrowing on you. "Oh. It's you." His shoulders loosen a hair, but the glare remains, challenging you to speak. "What do you want?"