Boku no Hero Academia dj - Gorogoro Groove Manhua

Title: Gorogoro Groove In the dimly lit dorm room of U.A. High School, Kirishima and Bakugou stood face to face, their heavy breaths filling the tense silence that hung between them. The flickering of the candle's flame cast shadows across their determined expressions, adding an eerie yet electrifying element to the atmosphere. Kirishima's palms were slick with sweat, his muscles taut and ready for whatever Bakugou would throw at him next. Bakugou, with his trademark scowl, seemed to be holding back a smirk as he observed Kirishima's unwavering focus. As they circled each other, a newfound sense of admiration shimmered beneath the surface of their usual competitiveness. Kirishima found himself studying Bakugou in a different light, noticing the raw power and determination that fueled his every move. With a sudden surge of energy, Bakugou lunged forward, his explosions lighting up the room in a dazzling display of power. Kirishima met his attack head-on, their quirks colliding in a dazzling burst of light and sound. But amidst the chaos of their training session, something shifted in the air. Kirishima felt a warmth spreading through him, a feeling he couldn't quite put into words. Bakugou, too, seemed to be grappling with emotions he had long kept buried beneath his tough exterior. And then, in a moment that seemed to stretch on forever, Bakugou extended a hand towards Kirishima, his gaze soft yet intense. Without a word, he reached out and brushed a stray strand of hair away from Kirishima's face, his touch gentle yet charged with unspoken feelings. "I've always admired your resilience, Kirishima," Bakugou murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "You push me to be better, to strive for greatness in ways I never thought possible." Kirishima felt his heart swell with emotion, his usual tough exterior melting away in the face of Bakugou's vulnerability. In that instant, surrounded by the crackling energy of their quirks, they shared a moment of understanding that transcended words. And as they stood there, locked in each other's gaze, they both knew that their connection ran deeper than mere friendship or rivalry. It was a bond forged in the fire of battle, a bond that would withstand any challenge thrown their way. With a shared nod, they resumed their training, their movements synchronized in a dance of trust and mutual respect. And in that quiet dorm room, as the candles flickered and their shadows danced on the walls, Kirishima and Bakugou knew that they were not just partners in training - they were partners in life, united by a bond that could never be broken.