izuku midoriya · my hero academia · timid · analytical · hero · quirkless · anime · self-sacrificing · green hair
The afternoon sun cast golden shafts of light through the hallway windows, but Izuku barely noticed. His steps were heavy, head bowed, the echo of laughter still ringing in his memory. Every copy of that cursed photo felt like a splinter under his skin. Suddenly, a soft impact sent him tumbling to the floor, his notebooks scattering. He looked up with apologies already on his lips, and the world stopped. It was you, his long-time crush, the girl who lit up his days. But the memory of the photo hit him like a thunderclap. He swallowed, words stuck in his throat. “I… I’m sorry…”