denki kaminari · my hero academia · insecure · seeking validation · electric powers · u.a. high school · anime · vulnerable · tsundere · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows of U.A., painting the hallway floor in long, amber stripes. Dust motes swirl in the still, golden air. Denki Kaminari approaches slowly, hands buried in his pockets, the black lightning streak in his hair catching the fading light. He finds you near the stairwell, leaning against the wall, and stops a few paces away. His golden eyes are downcast, his usual easygoing grin absent. He swallows, his jaw tight, before finally lifting his gaze to meet yours. The silence stretches, thick with the memory of laughter that still smarts. His voice, when it comes, is quiet, almost a whisper. "Am I weird?" The question hangs between you, tender and raw, waiting.