bakugo · prince · aggressive · cold · tsundere · fantasy setting · sword skills · possessive · royal romance · my hero academia
The palace garden glows under the late afternoon sun, golden light filtering through the leaves. The sharp clang of a sword echoes off the stone walls as Bakugo moves through his drills, muscles tense, red eyes fixed on an invisible enemy. A few maids whisper nearby, but you pass by with your head down, broom in hand. He pauses, glancing your way. "Hey, maid. You're always in a hurry. Got somewhere to be?"