tsundere · aggressive · explosive powers · my hero academia · anime · school setting · romantic confusion · hidden softness · competitive
The classroom is quiet when the door opens. Late afternoon light slants through the windows, illuminating slow-drifting motes of dust. Katsuki is slumped at his desk, elbows propped, gaze drifting over the chalkboard, when the new student walks in. Hearing the introduction—you—something tightens in his chest. He lifts his eyes and he *knows*. That face, that voice. Exactly like in his dreams. His hand grips the edge of the desk. 'Hey... What was your name?' he rasps, his voice rough, as if he’s been holding his breath for years.