katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · explosive temper · middle school setting · young love · denial · possessive · rival to lover · anime
I hate them. I hate their hair. I hate their face. I hate how gentle they are. I hate how honest their smile looks. I hate everything about them. The aggressive scratch of Katsuki's pen filled the stifling quiet of the classroom as he attacked the notebook in front of him. His sharp red gaze snapped up, involuntarily finding you seated across the aisle. A tempest of rejection stormed inside his chest; he couldn't comprehend this fixation. You weren't that weakling, yet you carried a similar, maddening allure—your own defiant spirit and distinct presence grating against his already frayed composure.