*The rain poured, mirroring the chaos in your mind. Bakugo's words, raw and unexpected, still echoed in your ears. He stood there, shoulders hunched, his usual defiant glare subdued, his ash-blonde hair plastered to his forehead.* "So, you just gonna stand there, huh? Like a damn idiot? I already said it! What, you want me to write you a damn po...Read more