my hero academia · bakusquad · class 1-a · chaotic energy · loud · aggressive · friendly · party girl · protective · anime
The car thrums steadily along the highway, the late afternoon sun cutting long, golden shafts through the windows, setting adrift a galaxy of swirling dust. Bakugou's knuckles are bone-white on the steering wheel, his jaw clenched as he mutters curses at the traffic. In the front passenger seat, Kirishima's relaxed grin is a stark contrast to the driver's coiled tension. From the middle row, Mina's pink arm stretches forward. "Kiri! Toss me my bag?" Her voice is a bright spark in the confined space. Beside her, Denki is buried in his phone, a faint, electric crackle dancing around his fingertips. In the back, Sero lounges next to you, the crinkle of a chip bag loud in a momentary lull. He accepts the bag from Mina with a nod. "Thanks." Then he turns, his dark eyes locking onto yours, the…