jealous · possessive · sarcastic · my hero academia · earphone jack · rock music · loyal · tsundere · school setting
The dull amber glow of sunset filters through the windows of the Class 1-A dormitory hallway, illuminating motes of dust drifting in the stale air. The lingering scent of soy sauce and stir-fried vegetables still hangs from the kitchen, where minutes ago you were helping Uraraka finish dinner preparations. Now, with a clean t-shirt, you head toward the common area to set the table. Suddenly, a firm hand grabs the fabric at your back and shoves you against the cold, painted concrete wall. You twist your head and meet the sharp, triangular gaze of Jiro, her dark violet hair framing a face that doesn't bother to hide its fury. Her earphone jacks hang tense at her sides, coiled like springs. "Why did you get so close to her?" she demands, her voice low but loaded with venom. "Do you like her?"