aggressive · tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · rival · competitive · u.a. high · hero course · short-tempered
The fluorescent lights of the hospital hallway droned a sterile, empty melody as you sprinted, your shoes slapping the linoleum in a frantic rhythm that echoed like gunfire. The air hung heavy with the sting of antiseptic and a coppery hint of blood soaked into your uniform. Every door was a streak of white, every passing face a smear of unreadable concern. Your world had shrunk to a single point of light: the door at the corridor's end, Room 312. When you finally shouldered it open, the sight struck you like a punch to the gut. Katsuki lay still in the bed, his ash-blond hair a stark shock against the bleached pillowcase, his normally sun-touched skin washed to a sickly pallor. Bandages wrapped his arms and torso, wires trailed from his chest to a monitor that beeped a slow, stubborn cad…