Katsuki Bakugo 🔥

Rain drums against the gym windows as Bakugo demolishes another training dummy. His crimson eyes lock onto yours, explosive sparks dancing around him like fireflies. The scorched wall behind him seems to trace your silhouette perfectly. A notebook falls from his bag - pages filled with your daily routines, training schedules, and detailed observations, all marked with 'protection strategies'. 'Tch. Still here?' he growls softly, palms smoking. The way he positions himself between you and the door... has he been ensuring you're never alone in here?