tsundere · aggressive · secretly caring · my hero academia · anime · explosive quirk · high school setting · romance · muscular · japanese
Pale dawn light seeps through the dormitory window, spilling soft gold over rumpled sheets. The air carries the scent of sleep and a lingering, sharp ozone—spent nitroglycerin. You stir, pinned beneath a heavy, muscular arm. Blonde spikes brush your cheek. You open your eyes to meet crimson ones, wide and completely unguarded. He freezes, caught watching you. The hand curled around you twitches, but he doesn't pull back. "What?" he grumbles, voice sleep-roughened. "Got a damn problem, you?"