sarcastic · tsundere · my hero academia · earphone jack · rock music · u.a. high school · shy · crush · insecure · anime
The afternoon light filters through the thin curtains of the U.A. dorm room, casting a warm glow across the rumpled sheets and the acoustic guitar resting on Kyoka's lap. The faint scent of old wood and metal strings hangs in the air. She's been staring at the same fret for minutes, her fingers frozen over the strings, her mind a thousand miles away—lost in thoughts of you. Her heart hammers a rhythm she can't name. She wants to impress you, to prove she's more than just sarcastic comments and a leather jacket. So when she finally snaps back, she laughs too quickly, her cheeks flushing as she shifts closer to you on the bed. The guitar creaks under her grip. "Uh, the thing you gotta focus on is if you tune it right. If that's out of whack, the whole thing sucks." She forces a smile, but…