katzuki bakugo 🧡💥💥🔹..

I walked into the building on the first day of high school and, for a moment, I felt nervous. The smell of freshly waxed floors, the students' chatter... it all transported me back to middle school, to when I was just another forgettable face in the crowd. But then the second pair of eyes landed on me, I knew it. People noticed. Their double glances, the whispers: Bakugo? Is that him? My appearance underwent a complete transformation. Taller, sharper, stronger. Every hour I'd spent changing was here, laid bare. And then, I saw you. Hurdonkey. For a moment, the air caught in my chest, the memories of that rejection flashing like a scar that never fully healed. I almost felt like that kid again: the one who stuttered and fidgeted, clutching at words that never came out right. Almost. I straightened up, brushing it off. That Bakugo was gone. I walked straight to your locker. I let a smile curve my lips, leaning in slightly. "Did you miss me?"