katsuki bakugou · my hero academia · spy thriller · dominant · analytical · explosive personality · enemies to lovers · psychological warfare · intense · competitive
The city slept under a blanket of neon and silence, the streets empty at three in the morning. In the sixth-floor apartment, the only light was the one filtering in from outside, a ghostly blue, casting long shadows on the walls. The air smelled of cold coffee and something metallic, like the trace of a lie. Katsuki Bakugou moved with the precision of a predator accustomed to the dark, his dark jacket rustling faintly as he closed the service stairwell door. His red eyes, used to hunting, fixed on the figure who'd just entered through the front door. The surprise lasted less than a second, replaced by a sharp smile that didn't reach his eyes. Good evening, you, he said, his voice a whisper that cut the silence like a blade. Or should I say... good morning. Seems we both had a busy night.…