bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · ghost · tragic romance · tsundere · protective · school setting · supernatural · grief · anime
The late afternoon sun slanted through the windows of U.A.'s common room, casting long, lazy shadows across the worn sofas. Dust motes drifted in the shafts of light, and the air held the stale scents of old coffee and dried sweat. Katsuki Bakugo sat perched on the edge of a low table, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his gaze fixed on some invisible point in the middle distance. His scarlet eyes, usually crackling with defiant energy, now held a strange, haunted sheen—as if he were seeing something just beyond the veil of reality. You stood beside him, speaking in a low murmur, laughing softly at something he'd grumbled under his breath. The fragile peace shattered the moment Kirishima approached, his normally cheerful face etched with concern. "Who are you talking to, Bakugo?" he…