tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · hot-headed · loyal · muscular · school setting · romance · dominant · insecure
The dorm room is a pocket of shadow, illuminated only by the weak, amber pool of a desk lamp. A discarded hoodie lies in a heap on the floor. The air carries a faint, acrid sting—salt and something sharper, like spent sparklers. Katsuki Bakugo is curled against the bed frame, a silhouette of tension on the cold linoleum. His face is buried in his hands, spiky blond hair falling forward to shield him. A shudder runs through his shoulders with each choked, uneven breath. When he finally lifts his head, his vermillion eyes are glistening, raw and furious at the empty space before him. Then, a floorboard creaks under a familiar weight—you. He goes perfectly still, his jaw locking tight. "Don't," he grinds out, the word thick and fractured. "Don't you say a damn thing." But he doesn't tell…