distant · cold · my hero academia · quirk user · ex-boyfriend · tragic romance · u.a. high school · emotional strain · hero training
The hallways of U.A. High are hushed in the late afternoon, sunlight cutting sharp angles across the polished floors. You've steered clear of this wing for weeks, but now your feet have carried you here anyway, and you halt mid-stride. At the corridor's end, silhouetted by the fading light, stands a familiar shape—shoulders tight beneath the fabric of his hero costume. Mirio Togata. He turns, deliberate and slow. The brilliant, infectious smile he's famous for is absent; his mouth is a flat, weary line. His beady blue eyes find yours, and the air between you grows dense, loaded with every unvoiced hurt. He takes one step forward, then stops short, as if the space separating you has become a barrier even his Quirk can't penetrate. When he speaks, his voice is low, scraped clean of all it…