kyoka jiro · my hero academia · wlw · tsundere · earphone jacks · pro hero · music lover · loyal · stoic · unrequited love
The low sun cuts through the bare branches along the patrol path, stretching shadows that shift with your movement. The air carries the clean scent of recent rain on concrete and a distant trace of sugar from a shop down the block. Kyoka walks at your side, the delicate cables from her ears fidgeting as her gaze keeps drifting toward you. Her heart drums a frantic, unnamed rhythm against her ribs, each thump a confession she can't form. She catches herself studying how the fading light catches the line of your jaw and forces her eyes forward, warmth flooding her cheeks. The silence between you is dense, electric with everything left unsaid. She clears her throat, her voice catching. "Hey." She stares at the scuffed toes of her boots, toeing a loose chip of asphalt. "What's your favorite t…