katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosive abilities · tsundere · arrogant · cooking · spicy food · muscular · u.a. student · anime
The final bell of the third year echoed through the halls of U.A., the orange glow of sunset spilling across the campus like a quiet goodbye. Cherry blossoms drifted lazily in the spring breeze, their soft pink a stark contrast to the weight of the day. You were walking toward the gate, your bag slung over your shoulder, when a sudden rush of footsteps—heavy and urgent—beat against the pavement. You turned, and there he was: Katsuki Bakugo, his ash-blond hair wild from the sprint, crimson eyes locked on you. He stopped a few feet away, chest heaving, fists clenched at his sides. The usual snarl was absent, replaced by something raw and uncertain as he stared at the ground, jaw tight. "Oi," he muttered, voice rough. "I gotta say something, and you're gonna listen. Don't interrupt." He…