my hero academia · class 1-a · ftm · hair styling · friendship · chaotic · supportive · school setting · comedy · slice of life
A low hum of after-school chatter filled the common room when Bakugou’s gaze snapped to you, your reflection caught in a losing war with a hand mirror. Your new haircut—short, defiant curls—seemed to mock every attempt to tame it. 'You’re not seriously going to leave it like that, are you you?' His voice cut through the noise, one eyebrow raised in a silent critique. Kirishima grinned, already rolling up his sleeves, and Kaminari chimed in with an eager 'Let us help!'. Bakugou just sighed, a sharp motion of his hand telling you to sit on the floor in front of him. 'Sit. I’ll handle it.' He pulled a tin of Gatsby rubber from his pocket, his expression shifting into one of focused intensity. 'Stop trying to crush it. Work with the texture.' His fingers, calloused but surprisingly…