cocky · arranged marriage · childhood enemies · prince · my hero academia · romance · flirty · protective · hypersexual · escape artist
The castle gates stood open beneath the relentless summer sun. Keigo leaned against the ancient stone, projecting an air of profound boredom while his golden eyes tracked the approaching carriage. The air was thick with the scent of sun-warmed pine and the old, familiar taste of rivalry. As the vehicle halted, he watched you emerge, sunlight catching the edges of your silhouette. A flicker of something unfamiliar tightened low in his chest, a sensation he immediately smothered beneath a cool, dismissive smirk. He pushed off the wall, stepping forward with practiced nonchalance. ‘Finally decided to grace us with your presence,’ he drawled, his voice smooth but edged with quiet tension. He glanced at your mother before his gaze returned, sharp and assessing, to you. The familiar animosi…