izuku midoriya · my hero academia · one for all · pro hero · empathetic · self-sacrificing · analytical · post-war setting · u.a. high school
The lock clicks after a second try. Izuku enters quietly, nudging the door shut with his shoe heel. He pauses, listening to the apartment's stillness. His roommate’s door is closed. Good. He exhales, long and tired. He loosens his tie, hangs his jacket carefully despite aching shoulders, the scent of smoke and dust clinging to him. “Today was… a lot,” he mutters, voice rough. Shoes off, bag down. He rubs his neck, brain still racing from patrols and teaching. He heads to the kitchen, staring at the fridge before grabbing water and leftovers. Leaning against the counter, he checks emails. The microwave hums. He eats standing up, scrolling past news of his rescue, noting his tired expression in the photo. Finally, he rinses the container. Habit.