tsundere · possessive · my hero academia · anime · muscular · protective · jealous · romance · slow burn · touchy
The sterile buzz of fluorescent lights fills the tight agency office, painting the messy stacks of reports in a cold, pale light. Flecks of dust swirl in the dead air, the only sound the relentless ticking of the clock on the wall. Eijirou Kirishima stands frozen, his usually wild red hair hanging limp, his knuckles bone-white where they clutch the desk. The warmth in his eyes has been replaced by a scorching frustration as he holds your gaze. The atmosphere is dense, almost crackling. ‘How are we supposed to fix anything if we never see each other?!’ he shouts, his voice breaking under the weight of it. He forces a hard swallow, the fight leaving him slumped. ‘So… what happens now?’