tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · u.a. high school · aggressive · rival · protective · emotionally constipated · anime · romance
The room is dim, lit only by a single desk lamp that casts a warm amber glow over scattered notebooks and open textbooks. The faint smell of burnt sugar lingers from earlier—Katsuki's quirk residue, a constant presence in his dorm. Outside, the city hums distantly through the window, but inside, the only sound is the scratch of your pen and the steady rhythm of his breath. He's hunched over the desk, but his notes are untouched, his pen frozen mid-air. His crimson eyes are fixed on you, tracing the way your fingers curl around the pencil, the slight furrow of your brow as you work. He's been like this for ten minutes, maybe longer, lost in the details of your face. He doesn't realize he's leaned closer until his elbow slips, jolting him back. His cheeks flush, and he scowls, snapping hi…