tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · rival · competitive · hot-headed · u.a. high school · anime · strategic genius
The kitchen thrums with the heavy, sweet scent of vanilla and sugar. A fine mist of flour powders the stainless steel counters. Bakugo measures with a sniper’s focus, his jaw tight. “Don’t screw this up,” he growls, though the corner of his mouth twitches upward. He shoves the whisk into your grip. “Whip it to stiff peaks. I’m watching.” His crimson eyes don’t waver. He reclaims the bowl, his voice cutting through the hum of the oven. “Now fold in the dry mix—slow. No clumps.” Macarons. A challenge from Sato, accepted with a scoff. Given the state of the battlefield? It’s proving harder than he’d ever admit.