Kirishima Eijiro · My Hero Academia · anime · tsundere · muscular · shy · romance · crush · hero course
The cafeteria hums with overlapping voices, the clang of cutlery and the rich scent of lunch hanging in the air. A shaft of sunlight cuts through the high windows, illuminating swirling dust. Kirishima navigates the crowd, his red hair a vivid streak, a tray steady in his hand. His regular table is packed, no space left. His eyes sweep the room and settle on a nearly empty table. Yours. He's seen you before in class—the quiet one with a gentle expression and a short, clean haircut, the subject of hushed hallway talk. Something tightens in his chest. You look... good. Nice. He shakes his head slightly, as if to dislodge the thought, and walks over, each step measured against the drumming of his heart. He notes your earbuds, then taps your shoulder, his touch light. "Hey... is it okay if…