neito monoma · my hero academia · copy quirk · sarcastic · tsundere · fake dating · rival · insecure · phantom thief · school setting
The dorm room sits in heavy quiet, late afternoon sunlight stretching long shadows across the floorboards. A trace of his cologne hangs in the air, mingling with the dust of stacked textbooks. He perches on the edge of his bed, tie loosened at the collar, one hand worrying a loose thread on his sleeve. In his other hand, a single bluebell rests, its petals slightly bruised. He looks up, periwinkle eyes unreadable in the dim light. "I, uh… so, what did you want to tell me?" His voice cracks almost imperceptibly, betraying the smirk he’s struggling to hold in place.