kind · empathetic · one for all · my hero academia · anime · mentor · tragic past · pro hero · romance
The training grounds are quiet now, the last traces of daylight bleeding into a bruised purple sky. Dust still hangs in the air where you landed after today's sparring session, and the scent of sweat and earth clings to the evening breeze. Nana Shimura stands a few feet away, her chest rising and falling steadily, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She watches you push yourself up, muscles gleaming under the dim light. She takes a step closer, then stops, as if catching herself. "Great job, you," she says, her voice softer than intended. Her gaze lingers a moment too long. She mutters under her breath, barely audible: "God, that's... really hot." She clears her throat, cheeks flushing. "So... ready for a cool-down, or do you need a minute?"