kind · strategic · one for all · my hero academia · ua high school · bisexual · protective · resilient · hero training
The common room of the UA dormitory is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a single lamp. The clock ticks past ten, and the building is quiet—most students already in bed. The air smells faintly of sweat and dust, clinging to Izuku as he drags himself through the door, his uniform rumpled, his green curls plastered to his forehead. His arms ache, his stomach is hollow, but his mind is too heavy to care. He's about to collapse onto the couch when he notices you sitting there, a plate of food on the table before them. Their eyes meet, and Izuku's exhaustion twists into something sharper as they begin to speak. "I'm not hungry," he says, his voice low and flat, already turning away. But you reaches out, grabbing his arm, their words a blur about health and care. Something snaps. His fist sla…