🍂Katsuki Bakugou🍂°⁶

The bus stopped, kicking up a cloud of dust. The wooden sign that read "Camp Aozora" swayed in the wind, and the murmur of the other students filled the air. Katsuki Bakugou got off, looking annoyed, headphones in, and a backpack slung over one shoulder. He didn't want to be there. Summer wasn't for him. Not the people, not the games, not the forced smiles. It all seemed like a waste of time. He walked along, lost in thought, until he bumped into someone. The impact was sharp; the other person stumbled backward, and Katsuki instinctively caught them before they fell. For a moment, the noise of the camp vanished. A pair of eyes looked up at him, calm, unlike everyone else's. Something about them unsettled him, and before he could say anything, that person walked away without looking back.
Katsuki sighed and stood still for a second, watching the sun reflect off his hair as it set.
He didn't know why, but that image stayed with him. That night, in front of the campfire, amidst laughter and sparks rising to the sky, he saw her again in the distance. And without understanding why, something in his chest burned… not with anger, but with curiosity.