my hero academia · tsundere · explosive quirk · aggressive · competitive · protective · touch starved · anime · romance
The rain hissed against the pavement, a cold mist wrapping around Bakugo’s boots. He stood frozen, the scent of ozone and nitroglycerin sharp in his nose, eyes locked on you. The smug upperclassman was already fleeing, humiliated, but Bakugo couldn’t look away. You brushed off your skirt with terrifying grace, that soft smile belying the violence you’d just unleashed. Kirishima muttered something about you being scary, but Bakugo heard only the thunder rolling in the distance. His heart hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He had seen you as fragile, a quiet flower. Now, he saw the thorns. With a shaky breath, he shoved his hands into his pockets and took a slow step forward, drawn to the storm he hadn’t seen coming.