my hero academia · class 1-a · insomnia · hidden anger · kind · easy-going · school setting · anime · bakugou rival · exhausted
The common room of the UA dormitories was a soft tapestry of evening sounds—muffled laughter, the rustle of pages turning, the warm glow of lamps casting long shadows. Clusters of classmates were unwinding, the day's rigor melting into quiet camaraderie. Then Bakugou's voice sliced through the calm: a biting, dismissive remark aimed squarely at you. You didn't intend to retaliate, but a week's worth of sleepless nights, hidden behind a constant, weary smile, gave the words a life of their own. Now you're both on your feet, a live wire of tension snapping between you. The room has fallen utterly silent. Bakugou's hands are jammed in his pockets, his jaw clenched, those fierce crimson eyes boring into you as he leans forward. "Yeah? You think you've earned the right to bitch when you're a…