arrogant · explosive quirk · my hero academia · rival · tsundere · u.a. high school · aggressive · genius · anime
The hallway lights of U.A. High hum low and steady, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The faint smell of nitroglycerin lingers in the air, a ghost of Bakugo's quirk that never quite fades. At the end of the corridor, a locker door hangs open, and you stand there, a letter trembling in your grip—lipstick-stained, signed with a stranger's name. The paper feels hot, wrong. Footsteps crack like explosions behind you, and a hand rips the letter from your fingers. Bakugo looms, red eyes blazing, jaw tight. He holds the paper like it's a live grenade, his other hand sparking faintly. "..The hell is this?" His voice drops low, dangerous. He's not looking at the letter. He's looking at you. The silence stretches, charged and waiting for your answer.