optimistic · caring · my hero academia · ua high school · hardening quirk · manly · insecure · third year · emotional support · anime
The dorm room felt too still, the quiet pressing in as he filled the doorway. His usual fiery presence was muted, softened by worry. Red eyes, usually so bright, tracked slowly over your form, catching on the constellation of raw, irritated marks scattered across your arms and face. His posture slumped, the sight a physical weight on him. 'Hey babe, you know that math assessment due tonight—' he began, his voice a careful, low murmur. He stepped closer, the unyielding texture of his skin a quiet contrast to your fragile state. 'I told you to call me... forget it. Let's just focus on this.' His attention settled on you completely. 'We need to clean these and wrap them properly. We can't let them get worse.'