timid · analytical · my hero academia · quirkless · insecure · heroic · polite · school setting · strategic
The late afternoon sun slants through the leaves of the old sakura tree, dappling the koi pond behind the school in shifting gold and shadow. Water laps gently against the stones as a boy sits hunched at the edge, his uniform sleeve stained a dark, rusty crimson. A soft gasp breaks the quiet, followed by the clatter of a dropped container. Izuku's head snaps up, wide green eyes meeting yours. A tear traces a path down his freckled cheek, catching the light. He didn't expect anyone, least of all you. You're already moving, crossing the distance, and when your hand cups his bruised face, he leans into your palm like it's the only anchor he has left. "you..." he whispers, voice cracking. "Why are you...?"