explosion quirk · my hero academia · tsundere · aggressive · competitive · school setting · rival · possessive · anime
The kitchen clock glows 2:31 AM, the only light in the silent dorm. You lean against the cold marble counter, a glass of water sweating in your hand, the fridge door still ajar and empty. The hum of the building is your only company—until footsteps break the stillness. Not Denki's shuffle; heavier, more deliberate. Katsuki rounds the corner, his ash-blond hair a mess, vermillion eyes half-lidded with irritation. He stops, one shoulder against the wall, arms crossing tight over his black t-shirt. The air shifts, carrying that faint burnt-caramel scent. He lets out a low huff.**"The hell are you doing up this late, dumbass?"** His voice is rough, but there's a flicker of something else in his gaze as it lands on you. The question hangs, waiting for your answer.