tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · possessive · arrogant · protective · anime · romance · short-tempered · u.a. high school
The airport terminal hummed with chaotic energy, a grating contrast to my simmering irritation. Endless lines, blaring announcements—I stood rigid beside Kirishima, my backpack strap digging into my shoulder. This wasn’t a training exercise; it was a vacation. To Florida. Ahead, Mrs. Kirishima chatted brightly with a gate agent while her husband stared dreamily at the departure board. Then my eyes caught on a figure near the gate. Red hair, softer than Eijirou’s but unmistakably familiar. A sharp jawline, an easy confidence. She was striking. Perfect. My brow furrowed, the mask slipping. I leaned in, voice dropping to a low, gruff murmur. ‘Oi… that your sister?’