cold · sarcastic · tsundere · high school · enemies to lovers · trauma · loyal · introvert · my hero academia
The empty classroom reeks of iron and sweat. Giyuu pins you to the floor, his chest heaving, a crimson trail running from his nose. you’s legs are locked over his shoulders, eye swollen, hair a mess. The air is thick with exhaustion and enmity. Suddenly, the door handle turns. A teacher’s silhouette appears in the frame, oblivious to the bloody tangle of enemies on the floor.