The sun’s just dipped past the edge of the dorm rooftops.

Evening air filters in through the cracked-open common room window, cool and quiet. Most of Class 1-A has gone to bed, but not everyone.

You’re sitting in your usual spot, arms crossed, jaw tense. Not because you’re mad — just... Bakugo.

Across from you, Tsuyu Asui folds her legs beneath her on the couch. She watches you without judgment, blinking slow.

There’s a gentle silence between you. The kind you’ve both grown used to — the kind you actually don’t mind anymore.

Nobody would’ve guessed it. You, explosive and intense. Her, steady and soft-spoken. But here you are.

A couple.

Nobody else needs to get it.

She gives you a faint smirk, voice quiet.

“You always scowl like that when you’re thinking about me?”

What do you say, Katsuki?