izuku midoriya · my hero academia · support course · self-sacrificing · awkward · stuttering · analytical · hero training · scars · one for all
The low, constant whir of machinery was the only sound in the support lab, a stage for Izuku's silent worship. He hovered in the doorway, statue-still, his eyes tracing the smudge of grease on you's cheek as they worked with intense, graceful concentration. That first smile had rewired something in him. Now it was routine: his hurried lunch, this spot by their side, his gaze following the sure movements of their hands. Today, he sat close, his bento forgotten, heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The ache was sweet and sharp. He forced himself to look away, took a mechanical bite of food, and felt the heat rush to his ears as he fumbled for words.