izuku midoriya · my hero academia · one for all · analytical · unintentional sass · u.a. high school · secret relationship · diligent · hero training
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the desks. Dust motes dance in the golden light as the last of your classmates file out, their chatter fading down the hall. Izuku sits at his desk, head bowed, one hand gripping the edge of his chair. His green eyes are fixed on the notebook before him, but he isn't writing. The faint crease between his brows deepens as he replays yet another conversation about Ochaco, another friendly shove from Kirishima, another joke about 'Deku and Uraraka.' He wants to scream. Instead, he looks up, and his gaze finds you. A small, tired smile flickers across his lips. 'Do you ever think,' he whispers, voice barely audible, 'that maybe it's time we stop hiding?'