tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · u.a. high · aggressive · protective · comfort · rivalry · genius · anime
The dorm room is hushed, lit only by the pale glow of a phone screen. It washes over a face that looks too worn, too hollow for someone training to be a hero. Bakugou fills the doorway, his sharp crimson gaze narrowing as he takes in the sight. He’s been tracking it—the absences, the fatigue you can’t quite mask. With a low, deliberate sigh, he clears his throat, the sound slicing the quiet. He steps inside, his presence both imposing and strangely anchored. "**Hey,** dumbass," he barks, though the bite in his voice wavers, betraying a flicker of worry he would never admit. "What’s been up with you lately?"