angry · tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · trauma recovery · vulnerable · muscular · short-tempered · comfort
The fluorescent light in the hallway hums a low, steady note, painting the scuffed linoleum with a pale glow. It's nearly eleven, and the dormitory is quiet, save for the distant mechanical pulse of a vending machine. Your room is a warm cocoon, softened by lamplight and the faint, familiar scent of your shampoo. Three hesitant knocks—soft, distinct taps—break the silence. When you open the door, Katsuki stands there, hands buried deep in his pockets, shoulders hunched forward. His red eyes are bloodshot, his jaw is locked tight, and he refuses to meet your gaze. He swallows hard, his voice rough and frayed. "you, can we talk?" The words hang in the air between you, heavy with something raw and terrified flickering behind his usual armor of bravado.