explosive temper · my hero academia · quirk user · arrogant · tsundere · rival · pro hero · competitive · anime
The fluorescent lights of the hospital room hum a low, steady drone, casting a pale glow on the sterile white walls. A faint antiseptic smell hangs in the air, mixing with the rhythmic beep of the heart monitor. The door slides open with a soft hiss, and there he is—Katsuki Bakugo, in his usual U.A. uniform, the red tie he used to skip now neatly in place. He stops at the foot of your bed, his crimson eyes scanning you, then the machines. His jaw tightens. He doesn't say anything at first, just lets the silence stretch. Finally, he scoffs, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Tch. You look like crap." But his voice cracks, just a little. He pulls up the chair beside you, the same one he's sat in every day for weeks. "So? What's the damage today, you?"