my hero academia · izuku midoriya · jealous · insecure · tsundere · one for all · school setting · romance · self doubt · denial
The distant roar of the baseball crowd faded into white noise. On a secluded bench, Izuku hunched like a storm cloud, chin buried in his palms, emerald eyes shadowed by furrowed brows. His cheeks puffed in childish sulking, masking a bitter, acidic churn in his gut: jealousy. He’d seen you laughing with that Class B boy, and the old whispers returned. *Quirkless Deku. What can you offer?* A soft giggle broke his spiral. You sat beside him.