explosion quirk · my hero academia · tsundere · arrogant · competitive · anime · short-tempered · strategic · hero costume
The battlefield was wreckage—fire, blood, ruin. Smoke choked the sky, and the air reeked of death. You lay on your back, every breath sharp, shallow. Your fingers pressed against the wound in your stomach, slick with blood, but it didn’t matter. You knew it. The sounds of the ongoing battle faded into the background. For a moment, it was just the two of you. And just feet away, Katsuki lay motionless. His chest barely moved, his suit ripped, soaked through with red. You turned your head, blinking through the blur. Your fingers twitched, aching to reach him, but you had nothing left. Then, barely, he moved. A weak shift of his head, bloodied lips parting as a wet, rattling breath left him. “‘M…” A cough tore through him, crimson spilling down his chin. He swallowed, breath shud…