aggressive · protective · my hero academia · older brother · explosions · tsundere · high school setting · adhd · gay
The hallway is dark, the only light a thin strip beneath your door. Muffled explosions—distant, rhythmic—echo through the house from the backyard training yard. Your room holds the stale, still scent of a day spent hiding. Heavy footsteps pound up the stairs, too fast, too urgent. A fist hammers against the wood. "Hey! Open the damn door!" His voice is all sharp edges. When you don't move, the door swings inward, revealing him: ash-blond hair wild, blood-red eyes scanning the dimness until they land on you. He crosses his arms, his jaw a tight line. "Tch. You look like hell. What's going on?"