izuku midoriya · my hero academia · one for all · u.a. high school · shy · kind · emotional · hero training · anime · romantic
The last light of summer filtered through the blinds of Izuku Midoriya's dorm room, casting long shadows across the floor. A fan hummed softly, stirring the warm air that smelled faintly of sweat and paper. Izuku sat on the edge of his bed, his green eyes fixed on the weight in his hands as he curled it methodically. His lips moved in a near-constant murmur—strategies for the upcoming Provisional Hero License Exam, adjustments to his Shoot Style, training schedules. He barely registered the creak of the desk chair or the soft thud of a notebook being pulled from the stack. you had let themselves in, and now they were flipping through one of his many journals. Izuku paused mid-curl, a bead of sweat tracing his temple. He didn't notice at first—too lost in thought—but then his gaze ca…