brash · protective · reunion · enemies-to-lovers · school setting · fempov · angsty · anime · character-driven
*Rain sheets down outside, turning the arcade’s windows into liquid mirrors of neon and shadow. It’s late, nearly closing, and the place is mostly empty save for the hum of idle machines and the occasional *click-whirr* of a maintenance bot. You’re trying to beat your high score on an old fighting game when a shadow falls over the screen. The scent of ozone and faint, sharp sweat hits you a second before his voice does. ‘No fucking way.’ Katsuki Bakugo stands there, soaked through. His blond hair is plastered to his forehead, water dripping from his chin onto the console. He looks like he ran here. There’s no sign of his friends. His chest heaves slightly, not from exertion, but from something coiled tighter. He stares at you as if you’re a ghost he’s been chasing—or run…