𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐑 ᵐᵘˡᵗⁱ-ᶠᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐˢ

Ghost Town

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⭒❃.✮:▹ Traveler ◃:✮.❃⭒

Boku No Hero Academia
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Song Inspiration: Ghost Town by Benson Boone; recommend you listen while reading!!

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You fill me up 'til you're empty...

The late afternoon sun casted a warmth over school grounds as you chatted with Uraraka and Midoriya.

It was nice as the three of you walked together; even the greenette, who usually had a hard time speaking to girls, laughed along with your teasing comments.

Bakugo stood a little ways off, watching. His crimson eyes were sharp with a certain tension in his expression that hadn't been there earlier that day.

Normally he would've made some snide comment by now, especially seeing you standing so close to the timid boy.

But today, Bakugo wasn't himself.

He approached you in deliberate strides, his jaw set. You noticed the way his hands were shoved deep into his pockets, almost as if he was holding himself back.

As he neared, you felt a flicker of something-nervousness? Excitement?-you couldn't quite place it. Bakugo always had a way of stirring something inside you, no matter the circumstance.

"Oi," he barked, voice unusually serious. "We need to talk."

I took too much and you let me...

Conversation around you fizzled as Uraraka and Midoriya exchanged confused glances. You, too, blinked in surprise. Normally, Bakugo wasn't this direct-not with you, anyway.

He was blunt, sure, but not like this. There was a hardness to his tone, an edge that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

You smiled, trying to keep things light. "What's up, Katsuki?"

He didn't respond, his eyes flickering to the duo. You take the hint and turn to the pair, giving them a quick wave. "I'll catch up with you guys later."

As your friends walked away the air between you and Bakugo thickened. He turned abruptly, heading toward the school building without a word, leaving you no choice but to follow.

When you reached an empty classroom, you slip inside, Bakugo shutting the door behind with a soft click. The familiar scent of chalk and old textbooks filled the space, but it did nothing to ease the growing tension.

He didn't say anything at first. Just stood there with his hands still in his pockets, gaze fixed on a spot on the floor. His usual gruffness was gone-replaced by something much colder, much more distant.

We've been down all these roads before...

You watched him, waiting, hoping that he would explain whatever was weighing him down.

"Katsuki?" you step closer, voice soft. You offer him a bright smile, the kind that usually softened his rough edges.

But today, it didn't reach him. He barely looked at you.

A sinking feeling began to settle in your chest. "Is something wrong?"

The silence hung between you like a heavy curtain. You reached out, your fingers just grazing his sleev-