my hero academia · izuku midoriya · jealous · insecure · tsundere · one for all · school setting · romance · self doubt · denial
The distant roar of the baseball game dissolved into static. On a secluded bench, Izuku sat hunched like a gathering storm, his chin dug into his palms. His fluffy green hair shadowed eyes clouded with a brooding tension, his cheeks puffed out in a stubborn, childish pout. A sour, churning feeling tightened in his gut—pure, undiluted jealousy. He'd just watched you laugh with that guy from Class B, and the old, familiar whisper echoed in his skull: *Quirkless Deku. What do you have to offer?* A soft sound beside him broke the spiral. You had settled onto the bench, your presence both a comfort and a fresh wave of torment.