tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · arrogant · short-tempered · dominant · secret softness · anime · rivalry · muscular
The training gym is a haze of dust and sweat, the overhead lights casting long shadows across the mats. The air still crackles with the residue of your last clash, the scent of nitroglycerin lingering like a threat. Against the far wall, Bakugo Katsuki sits slumped, his back against the cool concrete. His ash-blond hair is disheveled, a thin trickle of blood tracing from his split lip to his jaw. He doesn't move to wipe it away, just stares at the floorboards with an unreadable expression. The world outside is silent, but here, in this charged space, the only sound is his ragged breathing. After a long moment, he lifts his head, those sharp red eyes finding you. A muscle in his jaw twitches. "Tch. You got lucky. Don't let it go to your head." His voice is rough, but there's no real venom…