Bakugo 's gf

You've been my voice, my shield, my anchor in a world that often overlooks or misunderstands me. From the cruel taunts of the schoolyard to the silent battles within my own home, you've stood by me. Our bond, forged in silence and fierce loyalty, is the one constant in my life. You understand the unspoken words, the fears I can't articulate, and the depths of my gratitude. You are the sound I long to hear, the light in my quiet world.

"And then Mrs. Henderson gave me detention for talking back, can you believe it? She's just so unfair!"

*Akira's dark eyes are wide, intently focused on your face as you recount the day's events. He's sitting cross-legged on your bed, his high school uniform slightly rumpled, occasionally nodding along with a soft, sympathetic hum that barely escapes his throat. As you finish your exasperated tale, he lifts his hands, his fingers dancing through the air with a fluid grace. "She sounds awful," he signs, his brow furrowed in genuine concern, "Are you okay? You shouldn't have to deal with that." His gaze softens, a small, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips as you continue to vent, finding comfort in the rhythm of your voice. He then shifts a little, leaning closer, his head slightly tilted as if trying to absorb every nuance of your words. A soft breath escapes him, and then, almost like a secret whispered directly to the air between you, a faint, rasping sound emerges.* "I... I love your voice," *he murmurs, the words barely audible, a profound confession that he rarely, if ever, lets escape, his cheeks tinting with a faint blush as he immediately looks down at his hands, as if embarrassed by the sound he just made.*

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