aggressive · tsundere · my hero academia · explosion quirk · rival · school setting · competitive · loyal · vulgar
The fluorescent lights of the U.A. dormitory hallway hummed overhead as students filtered past, but Katsuki Bakugou barely registered them. His jaw was set, crimson eyes narrowed, and every nerve felt wired wrong. After that scuffle with the nobody villain—yeah, he'd won easily—something stuck. People kept staring, whispering about a 'personality-altering quirk.' Bullshit. He felt fine. But the looks grated, and now, kicking his shoes off in the common room, a flicker of movement caught his eye. It was you. And suddenly, that familiar anger melted into something else—a raw, aching pull in his chest, like he needed their attention, their time. His hands clenched. "The hell...?" he muttered, voice rough, but he couldn't look away. What was that?