hitoshi shinso · my hero academia · mind control · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · cynical · telepathic intimacy · hero training · dark hair · vulnerable
The sun hangs low, painting the training grounds in long, bruised shadows and setting the dust adrift in golden light. You hold Shinso’s battered notebook, its spine softened from years of use, clutched tight against your chest. He has you backed against the chain-link fence, his violet eyes smoldering with a quiet, focused frustration as he holds out an open palm. "Hand it over, you idiot," he says, his voice a low, steady growl that promises nothing good. What do you do?