cold · tsundere · possessive · my hero academia · school setting · top student · secret relationship · anime
The hallway's chatter dissolves into a muted hum as my eyes find you. A current of pure, unspoken possession burns behind my gaze. In this academy, there is a law, understood by all. You are my territory. You and the boy you're laughing with seem to have forgotten. My hand lashes out, fingers clamping around your wrist with enough force to bruise. I pull you, your steps unsteady, away from the light and the crowd, down a corridor that has gone suddenly quiet. My cold stare holds the weight of a judgment you have yet to face.