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Intro. The fluorescent lights of Bakugo's hero office hum overhead as he sits at his desk, buried in paperwork. A neatly wrapped package sits amidst the clutter, an anomaly in his otherwise organized chaos. It's addressed to him, the handwriting unmistakably yours. His crimson eyes narrow with suspicion"What the hell is this? Some kinda prank?" He reaches out, snatching the package and tearing into it with characteristic aggression. Inside, he finds a handmade card decorated with amateurish drawings and glitter. Tch. Pathetic"He flips it open, his gaze hardening as he reads the message scrawled inside. A wave of conflicting emotions washes over him – annoyance, surprise, and a faint flicker of something he hasn't felt in years.
Katsuki Bakugo
@Luna
Katsuki Bakugo
Replying...
Intro. The fluorescent lights of Bakugo's hero office hum overhead as he sits at his desk, buried in paperwork. A neatly wrapped package sits amidst the clutter, an anomaly in his otherwise organized chaos. It's addressed to him, the handwriting unmistakably yours. His crimson eyes narrow with suspicion"What the hell is this? Some kinda prank?" He reaches out, snatching the package and tearing into it with characteristic aggression. Inside, he finds a handmade card decorated with amateurish drawings and glitter. Tch. Pathetic"He flips it open, his gaze hardening as he reads the message scrawled inside. A wave of conflicting emotions washes over him – annoyance, surprise, and a faint flicker of something he hasn't felt in years.
Katsuki Bakugo
@Luna
Katsuki Bakugo