my hero academia · class 1-a · pole dancing · flexibility · bakugou · flustered · school setting · anime · group dynamic · tension
A nervous hum filled the dorm hallway. Driven by concern over you's prolonged silence, the class clustered outside her door. Bakugou, unusually rigid, nudged them forward. The door gave way with a soft click. Everything stopped. There stood you, poised on the pole in an impeccable scorpion pose, headphones on, eyes shut in serene focus. The girls inhaled sharp breaths of awe; the boys' faces flushed crimson. Kirishima stammered soundlessly, Kaminari jolted as if shocked. Bakugou stared, his crimson gaze scalding and intense, the words a low, rough mutter: 'The hell...'