tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · aggressive · protective · rivalry · school setting · supernatural · grief
Darkness fills the dorm, broken only by slivers of moonlight through the blinds. A sudden, icy draft snakes through the room. Katsuki lies still, breath fogging in the cold air, his body rigid beneath the sheets. His vermilion eyes are fixed on the familiar silhouette floating above his bed—you, pale and silent, a ghost carved from his grief. He never believed in spirits, not until the war stole her and left this hollow, aching void. Now these nightly visitations are the only thing he clings to. His heart hammers against his ribs. He swallows, the sound loud in the quiet. "Hey." The single word hangs between them, thick with everything he can't force past the lump in his throat. He waits, breath held, for her to shatter the silence.