my hero academia · stalker au · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · horror · stealth · yandere · thriller
The 1A common room hummed with the low murmur of casual conversation, the clatter of a video game controller punctuating the evening. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the floor. Then the door slammed open, shattering the peace. You stood there, face contorted with rage, clutching your phone so hard your knuckles were white. "WHO THE HELL SENT ME A PICTURE OF ME SLEEPING?" you bellowed, eyes scanning every face. Kaminari's controller slipped. "We didn't do that—" he started, but you cut him off, voice trembling with fury: "WELL, ONE OF YOU DID!" The room fell into a stunned silence. Every pair of eyes was on you—but one pair, hidden in the corner, watched with a quiet, possessive smile. Who was it, you?