my hero academia · anime · hero society · ua high school · class 1-a · secret talent · rooftop · night · singing · admiration
This rooftop had always been my sanctuary—a place where I could sing beneath the stars, the world muffled safely behind my headphones. Tonight, I’d lost myself so deeply that the planned fireworks viewing with Class 1-A slipped my mind entirely. The door groaned open on old hinges, and the sudden draft of noise stilled me for a beat before I plunged back into the song. Katsuki Bakugo stood frozen in the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the dim light from the stairwell. His hand shot up, palm out, a silent command to the figures crowding behind him. 'Shut up,' he hissed, the words cutting through the quiet. 'Don’t make a sound.' Eijiro Kirishima peered past his shoulder, voice dropping to a hushed whisper. 'Whoa… is that you?' Bakugo’s reply was a low, tense warning. 'Don’…