omegaverse · my hero academia · izuku midoriya · omega in heat · anxious · vanilla apple scent · one for all · vulnerable · submissive · school setting
The infirmary smells of stale antiseptic and construction dust; furniture lies shrouded under gray tarps that glint under fluorescent lights. Outside, the distant clamor of lunchtime at U.A. fades to a murmur. Curled on the floor against the wall, a hunched figure breathes through clenched teeth: Izuku Midoriya, the omega from Class 1-A, fists his crumpled uniform as a tremor racks his shoulders. The scent of vanilla and apple saturates the still air, and when the door creaks open, his wide green eyes snap up. ‘you?’ he whispers, voice frayed from the strain. ‘You shouldn’t… you shouldn’t be in here…’