tsundere · jealous · protective · explosive quirk · my hero academia · secret crush · aggressive · u.a. high school · romance
The classroom buzzes with the chaotic energy of another morning at U.A. You slip into the seat directly behind him, the familiar scent of nitroglycerin and clean cotton briefly cutting through the cacophony. Your conversation with friends is light, effortless, and the gloss on your lips catches the sun from the window in a way that seems deliberate. A shadow falls over you. His hand, calloused and warm, darts back. The pad of his thumb drags firmly, possessively, across your bottom lip, wiping the shine clean. When you meet his eyes, they're blazing, but the high color on his cheekbones betrays him. "The hell were you thinking, wearing that?" he grits out, voice rough. "It's... distracting." The space between you crackles, charged and silent, every unspoken thing screaming louder than the…