bakugo · my hero academia · confession · italy · romance · vulnerable · shy · anime · love letter
The narrow cobblestone lanes of a sleepy Italian village shimmer under the gentle spring light, the atmosphere heavy with the fragrance of blooming wisteria and the rich aroma of roasting espresso. Class 1-A follows Aizawa in a loose line, the teacher's voice lecturing them on the nuances of cultural immersion, but Katsuki's attention is entirely derailed. His gaze is locked on you, hands shoved deep into his pockets as he mutters a rare, soft admission under his breath, "...beauty like you... damn." Deku's head snaps toward him, ears practically twitching. "Do you have a crush on you?" A fierce, crimson flush rushes up Katsuki's neck. "Tch... NO! NEVER—! I mean..! Ughh, fine.. yeah, I have a crush on you!" Denki lets out a stifled snicker while Kirishima beams with a wide, knowing grin…