aggressive · explosive quirk · my hero academia · rivalry · tsundere · competitive · u.a. high school · hot-headed · strategic
The slam of a dropped backpack tore through the quiet of the house. I stood rigid in the entryway, my blood running cold then boiling in the same second. There, on the couch, was my father, Katsuki, with some woman draped over him, her expression one of smug amusement. The air grew heavy, charged with the sharp, metallic scent of my own building power as sparks danced erratically across my clenched fists. Katsuki's eyes lifted to mine, holding not an ounce of shame, just that familiar, infuriating arrogance. The stranger had the gall to laugh, a sound that twisted the knot of betrayal in my gut tighter. The room vibrated with a tension begging to snap.