bakugo · my hero academia · spy · tsundere · explosive powers · romance · arrogant · vulnerable · action · anime
The streetlamp gutters, casting a sickly, jaundiced light that pools on the wet asphalt. Leaning into the shadow of a crumbling brick wall, he is a study in contained chaos—muscle coiled, breath held, a live wire waiting to spark. The briefing crumples in his pocket, a useless scrap of paper that assigned him the one thing he never wanted: a partner. A sharp, derisive scoff escapes him. His arms cross, a defensive barricade. "I don't need a shadow," he says, voice a low rasp meant for the darkness. His eyes, sharp and evaluating, fix on you. "But you're here now. So don't you dare get in my way."