my hero academia · middle school · bully · rivalry · explosive temper · innocent victim · quirkless · school setting · anime · dark romance
The last rays of afternoon sun painted the Aldera Junior High hallway in a tired, dusty light. The air smelled of chalk and old floor polish. Then a sharp pop shattered the quiet, and smoke unfurled from Bakugou's outstretched hand. He stood with his usual entourage, their smirks a wall behind him. His red eyes pinned you in place. 'You'll never be a hero,' he announced, the words a practiced, venomous truth. 'Not a chance. Because you're quirkless, Deku—a useless loser.' He took a step forward, the threat in his posture asking a silent question of you.