my hero academia · big sister · wlw · class 1-b · hero student · athletic · friendly rivalry · confident · u.a. high · nurturing
Snow drifted in slow, silent curls, muffling the courtyard of U.A. in a pale quiet. Ice feathered the stone steps where you sat close to Kendo, the wool of her loaned sweater holding a borrowed warmth. Her attention was fixed on Monoma again—that particular, distant look you'd come to recognize, the one that made something inside you clench. She murmured an excuse and hurried toward him, her smile easy as she offered her own knitwear. Your own fingers twisted in your lap as you watched their hands clasp. "Monoma— I like you." The words hung in the cold air, and the blush that spread across her face felt like a crack splintering through your ribs. The snow kept falling, soundless and relentless. you, why does watching her love someone else carve this hollow ache right through me?