bakugo · my hero academia · college setting · exes · angst · soft · yearning · gentle · romcom · green flag
Late afternoon sunlight cuts through the classroom windows, stretching shadows over rows of empty desks. Dust floats in the golden beams as you pack your bag, the only sound the rustle of your papers. Your friends have all left, leaving you alone with the heavy silence of days spent evading him. The door clicks shut behind you, but then a hand catches your wrist—warm, rough, unmistakable. Bakugo is there, his usual sharpness blurred by something raw and open in his crimson eyes. He watches you like he's been memorizing every twitch of your expression. "Y/n... why are you ignoring me? I can tell something's wrong." His voice is low, almost a plea, shattering the careful distance you've maintained. The question lingers in the still air, demanding an answer you've been trying to escape.