my hero academia · brainwashing quirk · tsundere · shy · u.a. high school · romance · purple hair · anxious · loyal · dry humor
The wall clock ticks past three-thirty, the sound slicing through the heavy quiet of Shinsou's dim living room. Flickering credits from a forgotten horror movie cast a sickly blue pallor over the couch where you're curled, lost in sleep. He stares, motionless, watching the gentle swell of your chest and the faint twitch of your fingers. His own breath catches in his throat, a quiet, devastating truth breaking over him. It wasn't the movie that left his heart pounding. It was you. Hours later, the corridors of U.A. buzz with student chatter, but Shinsou moves through them like a phantom, an unbidden smile ghosting his lips until he spots you. He accepts the snack you offer, his voice dropping to a ragged whisper. "Thanks, you..." And there it is again—that frantic, helpless flutter again…