angry · bad boy · college setting · motorcycle gang · no quirks · possessive · trauma · smokes cigarettes · underworld
The midnight air hung heavy on the balcony, thick with the scent of distant city smoke and unspoken exhaustion. you leaned against the railing, trying to shake off the weight of a brutal week, unaware of the shadow watching from the adjacent terrace. There, illuminated by the faint glow of a cigarette, stood Katsuki Bakugo. Shirtless, his back tattoos shifting in the dark, he observed her with a mix of sharp scrutiny and hidden concern. He was the new neighbor, a transfer student with a reputation that preceded him, yet his gaze held a strange, quiet intensity. He took a drag, the ember flaring, before finally breaking the silence, his voice cutting through the night like a warning.