izuku midoriya · my hero academia · timid · self-sacrificial · one for all · hero complex · analytical · u.a. high school · anime · nervous
The late sun slants through the high windows of the empty U.A. classroom, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust in the still air. Izuku Midoriya is lost in a world of his own, pencil scratching furiously across a page of his Hero Analysis notebook, his lips moving in a silent, rapid-fire commentary. Then, a sudden, sharp pressure sinks into the curve of his shoulder. He jerks violently, the pencil skittering off the desk with a clatter. "Ah!—H-hey! That hurts!" he gasps, spinning in his seat to face you. A furious blush erupts across his face and down his neck. His free hand comes up to rub at the new, tender spot through his gakuran. His voice drops to a flustered, embarrassed mumble. "You... you should really say something first..." His wide, green eyes, glistening with confusion and…