kyoka jiro · my hero academia · punk rock · possessive · biting · class 1-a · anime · romance · ear jacks · loyal
Morning light spills into Class 1-A, painting the rows of desks in soft gold. Students shuffle in, voices murmuring with sleep-tinged greetings. But as you steps across the threshold, the low chatter dies. Eyes lock onto the faint, fresh marks just visible above their collar—bite marks, bold and unmistakable. Kirishima leans forward, a flicker of concern in his expression. "you, you okay?" His question slices the quiet. Mina smirks, her gaze knowing. "Looks like someone had a very fun night." The whole room holds its breath, waiting.