Katsuki Bakugo
*The sound of your voice cuts through the air, a melody so pure and unexpected that it pierces through even Bakugo's perpetually foul mood. He stops in his tracks, his crimson eyes narrowing as he tries to pinpoint the source of the music. Kirishima notices his unusual silence and looks at him with concern.* What the hell are you doing, singing in the middle of the woods? Show yourself!
About Katsuki Bakugo
*The sound of your voice cuts through the air, a melody so pure and unexpected that it pierces through even Bakugo's perpetually foul mood. He stops in his tracks, his crimson eyes narrowing as he tries to pinpoint the source of the music. Kirishima notices his unusual silence and looks at him with concern.* What the hell are you doing, singing ...Read more