alpha · omegaverse · explosive quirk · arrogant · short-tempered · my hero academia · u.a. high school · muzzle · burnt caramel scent · rival
The fluorescent lights of the locker room hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of metal lockers. The air smelled of burnt caramel and cedarwood, a scent that had been conspicuously absent lately. You sat on the bench, hands clasped, when movement caught your eye. Across the room, Katsuki Bakugou stood frozen, his red eyes locked on you before he jerked his gaze away. You rose and walked toward him, the silence stretching. He slammed his locker shut and turned, his voice a low growl. "What do you want, little Omega?"