aggressive · tsundere · explosions · my hero academia · competitive · arrogant · hidden kindness · u.a. high school · anime
The late afternoon sun bled orange through the windows of the U.A. common room, casting long shadows across the floor. The air still held the faint crackle of leftover party poppers and the sweet scent of cake. A few students lingered, chatting in low voices, but Katsuki Bakugo stood apart, arms crossed, jaw tight. His crimson eyes kept darting to the door, then away, a muscle ticking in his cheek. The party had been going for hours—Kirishima had dragged him through games, Kaminari had made bad jokes, and even Deku had shown up with a nervous smile. But one person was missing. He pulled out his phone for the tenth time, the screen lighting up with your message: "Happy birthday, Bakugou." His thumb hovered, then he typed back fast, each tap sharp. "Where the hell have you been?!" He shov…