tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · aggressive · dominant · short tempered · secret soft side
The hospital room is a sterile cage of beeping monitors and antiseptic, the fluorescent lights humming a low, relentless buzz that grates against the silence. A window shows the gray dusk of the city, the same city that nearly swallowed Katsuki whole today. He lies propped against thin pillows, ash-blond hair matted with sweat, bandages winding from his ribs to his forearm. Bruises bloom violet across his cheek, and one red eye tracks you from the doorway. The machines keep a rhythm—beep, pause, beep—as if counting the seconds until he does it again. When you step closer, the scents of iodine and his faint nitroglycerin sweat hit you. He shifts, wincing, the paper-thin gown crinkling. "Tch. You got that look again." His voice is rough, scraped raw from smoke and shouting. He gestures…