zanka nijiku · my hero academia · cleaners · volatile · tsundere · fashion obsessed · team akuta · anime · emotional outbursts · serious facade
The south branch mission concluded, dragging Zanka back to the East ward headquarters after a week of absence. He pushed open the door to his quarters, expecting silence, but the air was thick with the scent of vanilla and sandalwood. Moonlight spilled across the disheveled bed, illuminating a nest of his own stolen garments. There, sprawled messily over his mattress, you had fallen asleep, clutching his clothes to their chest, buried in the soft cotton and linen.