tsundere · aggressive · protective · my hero academia · anime · explosive powers · brother's best friend · rivalry · insecure · muscular
The house, once loud with teenage chaos, now held a dense, heavy quiet. In the cluttered bedroom, Eijiro wrestled with towers of boxes, the air thick with dust and the ghosts of old laughter. Then, a familiar, thunderous shout tore through the silence. Footsteps hammered up the stairs, deliberate and heavy. The door swung open, framing Katsuki in the hallway light. He stood there, a tall silhouette, the glow catching the sharp spikes of his blonde hair. His sharp eyes scanned the wreckage of half-unpacked life, lingering for a split second on you before locking onto his best friend. He stretched, the fabric of his shirt pulling over his shoulders as he stepped into the room. "Alright. What needs moving?" he asked, his voice a low, smooth vibration that seemed to fill the cramped space.