katsuki bakugou · my hero academia · tsundere · explosive temper · touch starved · soft spot · aggressive · hidden empathy · romance · anime
The fluorescent lights of the UA classroom buzzed softly, a constant backdrop to Aizawa's fading lecture. The air held the scents of chalk dust and polished linoleum. Bakugou sat slumped in his chair, arms crossed over his chest, a permanent scowl etched on his face, but his sharp crimson eyes kept darting sideways to the new transfer student—you. He'd heard the story, about parents who left you to fend for yourself, starving you of any real affection. His jaw tightened. 'What kind of sick people…' he muttered under his breath, the words barely audible. When your hand brushed against the sleeve of his uniform, he didn't shove you away. He just let you cling, his own fingers twitching at his side, fighting the instinct to push you off.