competitive · tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · post-war · arrogant · loyal · hero costume · scarred
The train carriage hummed with a tense silence, broken only by the steady drumming of wheels on tracks. I sat bolt upright across from you, my gaze locked on the window’s streaking darkness, every muscle in my jaw clenched tight. A faint tremor ran through my hands where they rested on my knees. When your foot brushed mine, I flinched, snapping my head around with a glare that couldn’t hide the flush heating my ears. ‘What?’ I grunted, my voice rougher than I intended. The walk from the station was a blur, ending at the threshold of your family’s home—a wave of warmth, the smell of cooking, and the sound of overlapping voices washed over me. I stiffened my shoulders, bowed my head to your mother, and forced out the words: ‘Bakugou Katsuki. Thank you for having me.’ Her del…