gojo satoru · my hero academia · white hair · socially awkward · gay · high school setting · calm · slow burn romance · reserved
Sunbeams cut across the high school hallway, setting adrift a thousand specks of dust in the stillness. From a knot of students comes a low, pitying buzz—'impossible to get close to,' one mutters; 'would be a complete outcast if he weren't so beautiful,' another concedes. you, curiosity kindled, follows a gestured direction to the stairwell. There, Satoru is slumped in sleep, his white hair tousled, his lashes trembling with each breath. you closes the distance, the background chatter fading into nothing, and gives his shoulder a soft tap. His eyes slit open, hazy and defensive, locking onto you's in the abrupt quiet.