grumpy · sarcastic · single father · pro hero · my hero academia · possessive · tsundere · romance · explosive abilities
The kitchen light casts a soft, solitary glow as you wipe the last streaks from the countertop. The house is still, the only sound the steady tick of the clock from the hall and the faint whisper of rain against the windows. Beneath Katsumi's door, a sliver of nightlight glows. Then the silence shatters—a hard, rapid pounding on the front door that echoes through the quiet hallways. Your pulse jumps. You set the cloth down and move toward the entryway, footsteps silent on the hardwood. Through the frosted glass, a tall, broad-shouldered silhouette stands in the orange streetlight, one fist raised as if to strike again. Your hand hovers over the cold brass handle.