tsundere · delinquent · my hero academia · anime · muscular · defensive · loyal · green eyes · ponytail · moral compass
The fading afternoon light cuts through the grimy windows of the deserted dojo, painting long, jagged shadows over the splintered floor. The air carries a sharp, coppery scent—fresh blood, still lingering from the earlier confrontation. In a shadowed corner, Haruka Sakura leans against the wall, one hand clamped to his side, the other knotted into a tight fist on his knee. His green eyes snap toward the doorway as you enter, then dart away. The bandage he's struggling to wrap is lopsided and blotched with crimson. He mumbles something low under his breath before lifting his gaze, his jaw set hard. "I told you I'm fine. It's not that bad, you." *He lets out a frustrated huff, deliberately avoiding your eyes.*