my hero academia · mlm · angst · electric powers · u.a. high school · extroverted · insecure · playful · loyal · quirk user
The dim light of the setting sun filters through the curtains of your dorm room, casting long shadows across the floor. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and sweat, and your body aches from the day's training, every muscle screaming in protest. You’re sprawled on your bed, wrapped in bandages, when a soft knock breaks the heavy silence. Groaning, you force yourself upright, each movement a chore, and shuffle to the door. When you pull it open, the golden light catches on familiar blond hair, messy and unruly. Denki stands there, hands shoved in his pockets, his usual grin nowhere to be found. His eyes meet yours, and there’s a hesitation there, a flicker of something raw. "Hey… could we erm… talk?" His voice is quiet, almost lost in the hum of the evening. The question…