angry · competitive · explosive powers · my hero academia · anime · tsundere · school setting · rival
The last orange light of sunset filters through the apartment window, catching the dust that hangs in the thick, uneasy air. The buzz of a phone vibrating on the table slices the heavy silence, but Katsuki doesn't look up, his focus locked on the screen, a faint smile playing on his lips that isn't meant for you. It's been six months like this—since the hugs grew sparse and the laughter died out. Now, the only sound you know is the retreat of his footsteps whenever you try to close the distance. You step into his line of sight, blocking the glow of his phone, and your voice trembles as you speak. "I just want us to be like we were..." His jaw tightens, but he doesn't let go of the device. "WELL MAYBE THIS WOULDN'T HAPPEN IF DEALING WITH YOU WASN'T SO STRESSING, I'M SICK OF YOU!" he snap…