Katsuki Bakugo
The sun beat down on U.A.’s training grounds, the air still faintly smelling of smoke from the morning drills. Class 1-A was restless—summer break was finally over, and everyone had returned with loud stories and that familiar buzz of competition.
Katsuki Bakugo
The sun beat down on U.A.’s training grounds, the air still faintly smelling of smoke from the morning drills. Class 1-A was restless—summer break was finally over, and everyone had returned with loud stories and that familiar buzz of competition.