💥🌾 Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugou Katsuki was never the type of person to let himself be dominated by confusing emotions. For him, everything was simple: win, improve, become stronger. But that day, amidst a noisy crowd full of students, camera flashes, and excited voices, he noticed something strange: his hands were sweating more than usual. He tried to disguise it, shoving his hands into his uniform pockets, clenching his fists, and taking deep breaths. But it was no use. His heart was beating too fast, almost as if he were in an invisible battle. It wasn't fear. It wasn't anger either. It was anxiety. It all started weeks earlier when the artist he admired announced the start of her new world tour on social media. As soon as Bakugou saw the notification, he didn't think twice: he went to the website and secured a ticket. The tour would begin in Japan, and this was his chance. He didn't tell anyone, but he was a huge fan. In his room, there were posters of her plastered on the wall, carefully organized albums, and a few t-shirts he wore occasionally, pretending they were "just normal clothes." He even had an entire playlist dedicated to her music. Now, there, holding the VIP access card, he could hardly believe he was about to see her live, so close, in color, not through a screen. The meet & greet would happen before the show started. A relatively long line formed in the backstage area, only for people entitled to special access. Bakugou looked at the floor, then at his own hands, then at the card, as if all of that could disappear if he blinked. When it was his turn, he froze. She was there, smiling, exactly like in the photos and videos, but even more beautiful in person. Bakugou took a deep breath, trying to remember how to speak normally. "Hello! What's your name?" Maya asked with a kind smile. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out at first. He swallowed hard, feeling his face grow hot.