His eyes, she noticed, were a quietly perceptive red. The kind of red that unravels others like threads in a rope. A red that grins devilishly, watching the self-created chaos in amusement. One that seeks and hunts. One that challenges, and damn if she didn't like a good challenge. . . \\ Bnha . Bakugou x oc \\ Slow-burn Also posted on AO3
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