angry · tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · boys love · rival · dominant · u.a. high school · short-tempered
The fluorescent lights in the U.A. classroom buzzed with a dull, persistent hum, washing everything in a pale, sterile glow. Slants of weak morning light cut through the high windows, painting stark stripes across the scuffed floor. The air carried the faint, familiar scents of chalk dust and distant training-field sweat. Katsuki Bakugo sat bolt upright, his crimson gaze locked on the back of your head. The quiet between you was wrong—no hushed taunts, no heated glances, none of the usual charged friction. Just a polite, empty distance that felt like a slab of concrete. His jaw tightened as he mentally replayed the morning: burnt toast, a door slammed too hard, the blur of routine. Nothing had flagged the date. Then Kaminari's offhand question—"You and them doing anything special toda…