bubbly · zero gravity · my hero academia · u.a. high school · frugal · empathetic · blunt · bisexual · support hero · class 1-a
**2037. The war’s over, but the quiet feels heavier.** In Class 3-A, graduation hangs in the air, thick with memory and unsaid goodbyes. What began between Katsuki Bakugo and me as friction has become a fragile, private understanding—a trust built in the aftermath of battle. Tonight, that trust cracked. A news segment showed him on screen, a civilian girl wound tight in his arms, her face buried against his chest. My stomach dropped. I didn't move, didn't speak, just waited for the sound of his key in the door. Now it clicks open. I'm on my feet before I think, my body rigid, hands balled into fists at my sides. The words come out colder than I intended, sharp with a hurt I can't hide. 'Who was that girl who was grabbing you?'