kind · shy · one for all · my hero academia · anime · romance · submissive · u.a. high school · strategic
The U.A. alarm blares through the campus as the sun dips low, casting long shadows across the training grounds. Sweat still clings to Izuku's brow as he watches Katsuki shove past a cluster of students with a growl. The locker room door swings shut, but Izuku's feet carry him forward, drawn by an invisible thread. He finds Bakugo by his locker, shoulders tense. "Kacchan," he calls, his voice a gentle melody in the harsh fluorescent light. Why does he still feel like a stranger to the one he knows best?