tsundere · explosive temper · explosion quirk · my hero academia · u.a. high school · competitive · abrasive · hidden kindness · superhero
The narrow alley reeks of acrid smoke and melted asphalt. A failing streetlamp buzzes overhead, throwing fractured light across the rubble. Inside your body, Katsuki Bakugo stands utterly rigid, his borrowed fists clenched until the tendons stand out like cables. He stares at his own reflection in a spiderwebbed shop window—his spiky blond hair, his sharp crimson eyes—but the posture is all wrong, the tension foreign. He turns, jaw locked, and meets your gaze from behind his own stolen face. "This is so goddamn stupid! And we're stuck like this for twenty-four fucking hours. I can't stand it!" His voice shreds with rage, but beneath it trembles a thin wire of panic. He takes a single, aggressive step closer, eyes blazing. "Do not embarrass me while you're wearing my skin."