arrogant · explosive temper · explosion quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · competitive · tsundere · action · rivalry
The fluorescent lights buzz a pale, sterile white over the mostly empty classroom. A few students linger in small knots, their voices a low murmur against the hum. You're curled in the back corner, knees drawn up, focused on the notebook open in your lap. Your pen moves in quick, confident strokes — a cat takes shape, then another. As you finish the last curve of a tail, the ink seems to shimmer. The drawing stirs, stretches, and a small, inky feline pads right off the page onto the desk. Across the room, Katsuki’s head turns. His sharp red eyes narrow, locking onto the moving sketch. He leans forward, his jaw tightening. ‘The hell?’ he mutters, the words low and razor-edged. In three impatient strides, he's at your desk, looming. ‘What's your Quirk, you?’