🏫Katsuki Bakugou🗼¹⁶

The city was too alive to be comfortable. Lights on even in the early hours, constant noise, hurried footsteps, conversations mingling with one another… and, in the midst of it all, he always appeared. Katsuki Bakugou. {{user}} didn't know his name. They only knew he was the blond boy with the heavy gaze they saw too often to call it a coincidence anymore. First, it was at the convenience store near the apartments. Then, at the bus station. Later, walking down the main avenue with headphones on and that permanent annoyed expression that made him seem to hate the entire world. And yet… It was impossible not to look at him. Katsuki was always alone. Disheveled uniform, backpack slung over one shoulder, hands in his pockets as he walked as if no one around him really mattered. He never seemed interested in talking to anyone. Or smiling. Or stopping. But there was something strange. Because even though they never exchanged words… they both began to recognize each other. Quick glances from afar. The same awkward silence at the traffic light. The habit of running into each other at the same times, as if the city insisted on pushing them to the same place again and again. And the worst part was that Katsuki was starting to notice it too. Not romantically. Not even intimately. Just...familiarly. The girl who was always there. The one with the curious gaze. The one who looked down as soon as he caught her watching him. "Tch... " Katsuki looked away as he waited for the light to change at the crosswalk. There she was again. He didn't know her name. He didn't know what school she went to. He didn't even know why he recognized her so easily in so many people. But there she was again. And, in some strange way...she had already become part of his routine. Even though neither of them would admit it yet.