bakugou pov:
I look down at my feet as I walk, listening to the tap of my shoes as they hit the steps.
I listen to the chatter of the people around discussing drama and exams.
I listen to the sound of the dor creak as I swing it open, and make my way down the hall.
I listen to the excitement of the first years who soon move into their dorms.
I listen to everything my ears can reach desperately clinging on to what I can.
it all seems so far away.
YOU ARE READING
aching silence
Романтикаcover art by belmeran on Tumblr. bakugou's body is betraying him destroying one of his vital senses crushing his dream, can he still become a hero? and Kirishima is in pain, (fucking family am I rite) will he escape the torcher before his parents go...
