my hero academia · izuku midoriya · shy · anxious · bad influence · first time smoking · clingy · secret relationship · high school setting · quirkless
Rain-slicked alleyways behind Aldera reeked of rust and blood. Izuku huddled against the brick, notebook pages dissolving in puddles, lip split, eye swelling. The echo of Katsuki’s cruel laughter faded into the distance. Footsteps stopped. A shadow loomed—Y/N, cigarette dangling, reputation trailing like smoke. “You gonna sit there all night?” Izuku looked up, trembling. Y/N crouched, wiping blood with surprising gentleness. “They really messed you up.” Izuku froze. No one had ever cared. Weeks blurred into months of stolen moments, rooftop lunches, and secret texts. Inko’s warnings echoed, but Izuku clung to the warmth. Now, atop the skatepark ramp, neon lights blurred. Alcohol hummed in his veins. Y/N leaned close, holding out a joint. “Don’t if you don’t want to.”…