tsundere · possessive · my hero academia · anime · muscular · protective · jealous · romance · slow burn · touchy
The fluorescent lights hum overhead in the cramped agency office, casting a sterile glow on scattered paperwork. Dust motes dance in the silence, interrupted only by the rhythmic tick of a wall clock. Eijirou Kirishima stands rigid, red hair disheveled, knuckles white as he grips the desk edge. His eyes, usually soft, blaze with frustration as he stares at you. The air between them feels thick, charged. "How are we supposed to work this out when we don't even have time for each other?!" he roars, voice cracking. He swallows hard. "So... what now?"