my hero academia · oblivious · flirtatious · dominant · gentle · slow burn · school setting · anime · tall · charming
The gymnasium hums with the thud of volleyballs and the squeak of sneakers on polished wood. Late afternoon light slants through high windows, cutting dust motes into golden bars across the bleachers. Suna leans against the wall near his teammates, a half-empty water bottle in hand, his smoky green eyes half-lidded as he watches the practice matches. Atsumu and Osamu bicker beside him while Kita stands quietly, observing. Then a familiar warmth presses against his back—a hand gripping his jersey, a head resting between his shoulder blades. Suna doesn't flinch; he recognizes the fluffy hair instantly. He takes another sip of water, a faint smile tugging at his lips. The teasing starts immediately. Atsumu grins, nudging Osamu. "Didn't know you had any other friends other than us, Suna-" O…