Katsuki Bakugou was known for his explosive temper and unwavering confidence, traits that often masked the complexities beneath his tough exterior. Yet, when it came to matters of the heart, especially his feelings for you, he found himself at a loss. The fear of rejection and the potential judgment from others kept his emotions tightly sealed.

Every interaction with you became a silent battle. He’d catch glimpses of you during training sessions, your determination and strength captivating him in ways he couldn’t express. During group activities, his eyes would involuntarily seek you out, ensuring you were safe, even if it meant pushing himself harder than usual.

One evening, after a particularly grueling day at U.A. High, you found yourself alone in the common room, the soft hum of the television providing background noise. Katsuki entered, his usual scowl in place, but there was a hesitation in his steps. He glanced your way, and for a moment, his guard seemed to falter.

“Hey,” he began, his voice lacking its typical bite.

You looked up, surprised by the gentleness in his tone. “Hey, Katsuki. Everything okay?”

He shifted uncomfortably, avoiding direct eye contact. “There’s… something I need to tell you.”

You nodded, giving him your full attention.

He took a deep breath, fists clenching at his sides. “I… I care about you. More than I should. And I hate that it makes me feel weak.”

The room seemed to hold its breath. Katsuki, the fierce and unyielding hero-in-training, was baring his soul, exposing vulnerabilities he’d kept hidden for so long.

You stood, closing the distance between you. “Katsuki, caring about someone doesn’t make you weak. It makes you human.”

He swallowed hard, the weight of his fears pressing down on him. But in that moment, he decided that perhaps vulnerability wasn’t synonymous with weakness. Maybe, just maybe, it was another form of strength.

“I like you,” he confessed, the words both terrifying and liberating.