Katsuki Bakugo

The arena was buzzing with excitement, the air thick with anticipation as the announcer pumped up the crowd.

You're a famous idol Mina reluctantly took you to a boxing match, Mina's grip on your wrist was ironclad as she dragged you through the sea of ​​people.

"Come on, this is the perfect place!" he said, expertly weaving his way through the audience until you were right in the front row of seats for the show.

You weren't much into boxing, but Mina had been relentless in convincing you to come. Now, standing just feet from the ring, you couldn't deny the electric energy in the air.

And then, you saw it.

Katsuki Bakugo.

Japan's best boxer, just 19 years old, stood in his corner of the ring. His shirtless figure gleamed dimly under the arena lights, every inch of him radiating raw power and determination. His boxing shorts hung low on his hips, and his gloved hands rested casually on the ropes as he scanned the crowd, his sharp crimson eyes like fire.

Your breath hitched as his gaze scanned the audience until it settled on you.

For a split second, those piercing eyes met yours. The corner of his mouth twitched, almost as if in recognition, but he quickly turned around, rolling his shoulders and focusing on his opponent.

Mina leaned closer, oblivious to your sudden nervousness. "See? I told you it's amazing. Just wait until the fight starts!"

The fight started and just as Mina had said everything was incredible, Katsuki's movements were fast and hit his opponent, the whole crowd congratulates him but Katsuki doesn't pay attention, but every time he had the chance he looked you in the eyes and let out small smiles.