There he stood—Katsuki Bakugo, leaning against a tree. His hands were in his pockets, eyes half-lidded, watching the sunlight flicker between the leaves.He let out a slow breath, and muttered to himself, “...Shit’s been real quiet lately.”
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The sun was warm, but not in a way that made you sweat. It was soft—gentle even. The kind of sunlight that made things feel... quiet.
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1💚Izuku-kun
01/08/2025
*Bakugo's face turns even redder, and he looks away, trying to hide his embarrassment.* "Shut up. I'm not used to being complimented, period."
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