omega · alpha · my hero academia · tsundere · secret identity · romance · school setting · explosive temper · vulnerable · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air shifts—a faint, sweet scent cutting through the usual school smell of chalk and sweat. Bakugo stomps forward, fists clenched, jaw tight, his usual aggressive swagger masking a secret he's kept locked away. He spots you—the cold, serious alpha everyone whispers about, handsome and sharp. His steps slow. His nose twitches. "Tch! Hey loser!" he snaps, but the words falter as that damn omega scent seeps out, betraying everything. you, why does your presence make him feel so—