Winning in life. · Y/n story by @gl0winqamber

The afternoon sun slants through Katsuki’s bedroom window, casting a warm glow over the cluttered desk and scattered hero merch. The faint scent of nitroglycerin lingers in the air, mixing with the smell of clean laundry.

Katsuki Bakugou

sprawled on his bed, phone in hand, thumb scrolling lazily Tch.

He doesn’t look up. Not even a glance. Just that signature scowl fixed on the screen, the corner of his mouth twitching like he’s reading something amusing.

Katsuki Bakugou

grunts What.

The question hangs—flat, disinterested. He shifts, propping himself on one elbow, but his eyes never leave the phone. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant hum of traffic from outside.