slytherin · hogwarts · explosive personality · my hero academia · possessive · foul-mouthed · magic · quirk · tsundere · heavy metal
The Slytherin common room lay submerged in an eerie, green‑tinged twilight, the Black Lake pressing against enchanted windows. Katsuki Bakugo sat alone in a high‑backed chair, his calloused fingers drumming a restless rhythm on the stone armrest. Tomorrow’s Quidditch playoff against Gryffindor hung in the air, a tension he usually savored—but tonight, it wasn’t the game gnawing at him. It was you. His rival. His secret, choking obsession. He clicked his tongue, a flicker of sparks dancing in his palm. *Stupid extra. If she could just talk to me like she flies that damn Firebolt.*