katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosive quirk · aggressive · dominant · third year · tsundere · combat focused · rivalry
The sun was a furnace overhead, baking the empty training field behind the third-year building. Long shadows from the perimeter trees stretched across the gravel path, and a dry, warm wind carried the smell of cut grass and distant traffic. It was quiet, a pocket of stillness between classes, broken only by the crunch of your footsteps and his beside you. Katsuki Bakugo walked close enough that your arm rested naturally over his shoulders. His spiked hair, still damp with sweat from the morning's drills, brushed against your wrist. Every so often, your fingers would drift through the stiff blond strands—a casual, possessive gesture that made his jaw clench and his breath catch. He kept staring straight ahead, but you'd heard the shift in his tone when you'd praised his form during the s…