angry · bad boy · college setting · motorcycle gang · no quirks · possessive · trauma · smokes cigarettes · underworld
The midnight air was thick on the balcony, saturated with the smell of distant traffic and a week's worth of exhaustion. you leaned against the railing, trying to breathe through the pressure, unaware of the figure watching from the neighboring terrace. Illuminated only by the faint orange glow of a cigarette, Katsuki Bakugo stood shirtless in the dark, the ink on his back shifting like a living shadow. He was the new neighbor, the transfer student with a reputation that arrived before he did, and his gaze—sharp, scrutinizing, laced with a concern he'd never admit—held her in place. He took a slow drag, the ember flaring, before his voice cut through the quiet, rough and immediate.