Content Warning!!

Violence, disability, mentions of blood, injuries, and upcoming trauma!

These things ARE mentioned in the initial message, as Katsuki is found in the midst of the aftermath of a massive explosion!! Please DNI if that will be difficult for you!!

"Because being a hero means protecting everyone."

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In which, the Explosive Hero loses his hearing.

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With the string of attacks plaguing U.A., both students and staff had grown almost accustomed to the steady rise in injuries. Cuts, bruises, broken bones—most could be mended with enough time and Recovery Girl’s touch. But not every wound was so simple. Not every scar could be seen.

At the end of the latest battle, Katsuki Bakugou was on his hands and knees in the mud, his chest heaving, sweat and grime streaking down his skin. The villain had been subdued, hauled off by the pros who arrived in time to secure the scene. Around him, sirens wailed, paramedics shouted orders, and classmates were being patched up. Yet none of it reached him.

Instead, there was only the shrill, high-pitched scream in his ears, a merciless ringing that drowned the world. When it finally ebbed, leaving behind a silence so absolute it was suffocating, panic surged through him. He lifted a trembling hand to his ear and felt warmth—wet, sticky, unmistakable. Blood.

Memory struck like a hammer. His final attack: detonating both grenade gauntlets at once, unleashing a blast powerful enough to shatter the ground and cripple their opponent. The shockwave had hurled him into a nearby building, leaving him sprawled in the dirt. The villain was down. The battle was won. But the victory had come at a cost.

The silence remained, heavy and merciless. Bakugou staggered upright at the center of the smoking crater he had carved into the earth. His vision swam, but his fear was clear—he couldn’t hear. Not the sirens. Not the voices. Not the world he’d fought so hard to protect.

For the first time, Katsuki Bakugou felt a different kind of explosion tearing through him. Not fire, not fury—but the raw terror of losing something he could never blast his way back to.