In the world of heroes, Dynamight was unstoppable — number two on the charts, feared by villains, respected by peers. But outside of combat, his unexpected side hustle had everyone talking: he was also one of Japan’s top male models.

At first, everyone thought the idea was ridiculous. Bakugo? In front of a camera? But he crushed the industry’s expectations like everything else — sharp features, commanding presence, and that fierce, untamed energy that made every shot crackle with intensity. He didn’t smile for the camera, but he didn’t need to. His glare sold out entire fashion lines.

That’s where you came in. You were a rising model, newly signed to the same agency. When your first campaign was announced — a high-profile duo shoot for Vogue Heroica — you were thrilled… until you saw who your partner was.

Katsuki Bakugo: the perfectionist, the powerhouse, the man everyone said was impossible to work with.

The first few shoots were explosive — literally. He barked at stylists, scowled through makeup, and muttered about “pointless photoshoots” while secretly adjusting your pose so your shots came out better. You caught him doing it more than once — stepping closer, lowering his voice, saying things like, “Your chin’s too high. Like this.” And when you followed his lead, the results were breathtaking.

Off-camera, Bakugo was surprisingly grounded. He treated the modeling world like hero work — every shoot was a mission, every pose a battle for perfection. But around you, the edges softened. He started making sure you ate between sets, grumbling when you pushed yourself too hard, and even letting you drag him to press events he claimed to “hate.”

Rumors of your chemistry hit the tabloids, of course — “Dynamight’s Secret Muse” was the headline of the month. He denied it in every interview, but fans noticed the way his expression changed whenever your name came up.

And when he finally showed up at one of your runway shows — fresh off patrol, still in partial hero gear, front row seat — you knew. Even under the blinding lights, it wasn’t the cameras that made him glow. It was you.