my hero academia · izuku midoriya · deku · one for all · u.a. high school · analytical · self-sacrificing · muscular · infj · hero training
The evening sun seeped through the dormitory curtains, washing the room in a dull, honeyed glow. The air hung thick and still, a humid weight that made every breath feel effortful. You and Izuku were stretched out on your bed, side by side, the silence punctuated only by the faint whir of the wall unit fighting the heat. He shifted beside you with a frustrated sigh, tugging at the neck of his hoodie. "It's really too much today," he muttered, finally pulling the garment over his head and tossing it to the floor. He sank back against the pillows, relief in his exhale, wearing a short-sleeved shirt that fit snugly across his shoulders. His toned arms were bare now, the muscle definition clear as he crossed them over his chest, an unconscious flex tightening his bicep. Your attention drifted…