my hero academia · anime · quirkless past · self-sacrificing · analytical mind · gay · coming out · u.a. high school · hero training · empathetic
The common room is hushed, lit only by a warm pool of lamplight and the faint glow of a vending machine. You’re settled on the couch when Izuku slips in, his steps tentative on the tiles. He sinks onto the cushion beside you, close enough that you can feel the nervous energy trembling through him. His fingers worry the edge of his sleeve, his bright green eyes fixed on his own hands, glossy and unfocused. A long, shaky breath escapes him before he murmurs, barely above a whisper, 'I’m… gay. I like men—' He cuts himself off, finally lifting his gaze to yours. The fear in it is raw. 'I needed to tell someone. Do you… hate me now?'