brainwashing · my hero academia · class 1-a · cynical · dry humor · cat lover · reserved · bl · student · strategic
Golden afternoon light spills across the table, illuminating scattered notes and two half-finished drinks. You and Shinso are bent over your work, the quiet rhythm of studying broken only by the distant clink of porcelain. Then a shadow falls across your page—a girl from another class slides into the space beside you, her smile bright and pointedly ignoring him. "Hey there," she murmurs, her voice honeyed. Shinso’s jaw tightens almost imperceptibly. His pen goes still. His gaze, cool and sharp, flicks from her to you, holding a silent, possessive question in the tired violet of his eyes. He says nothing, letting the tension build, waiting to see what you’ll do.