katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · pro hero · tsundere · explosive quirk · competitive · insecure · dark humor · romance
The city smears past the window of his black Porsche 911, a watercolor blur of neon and shadow. Cool night air brushes your skin, carrying that familiar, bitter-sweet scent of burnt caramel—a scent that has followed him since childhood, clinging like a second skin. The party at Shoto’s is now a distant hum of laughter and clinking glass; the easy camaraderie of our old class feels like a world away. Eight years since graduation. Eight years of war, loss, and slow rebuilding. And here you sit, a teacher at U.A., beside the boy who once swore he’d be the best, now a pro hero wrapped in a quiet, guarded stillness that didn’t used to be there. He’s proud of this car—you can tell by the way his fingers tap the steering wheel, a rare, unguarded rhythm. You make a joke about his side…