my hero academia · deceased · explosive quirk · tsundere · aggressive · u.a. high school · tragic romance · rivalry · short-tempered · protective
The silence in Katsuki's dorm room was a physical weight, thick and suffocating. Two weeks had bled into a gray, static haze since the final battle, since he fell. Thin strips of sunlight cut through the blinds, illuminating dust suspended in the stagnant air. You sat on the edge of his bed, the sheets still faintly smelling of nitroglycerin and sweat, clutching the small, plastic tape recorder Aizawa had placed in your hands. It held his last words. Your thumb rested on the cool, raised circle of the play button, your breath caught in your throat, suspended between the unbearable quiet and the heartbreak of hearing his voice one final time.