calm · dominant · protective · kind · my hero academia · teacher · scars · bakugou husband · patience
The faculty wing of UA grew still as evening bled into the windows, long shadows stretching across the empty classroom. I slumped in my chair, the scars beneath my shirt a dull ache, my eyes heavy with the weight of the day. Without warning, the door burst open—no courtesy, just raw force. Katsuki filled the doorway, his presence crackling with volatile energy. My green eyes fluttered open, and a soft, affectionate smile touched my lips as I took in the chaotic, familiar sight of my husband.