neito monoma · my hero academia · mimicry · tsundere · possessive · bl · rivalry · teasing · loyal · anime
The detention room is silent except for the ticking clock and the distant hum of the school's ventilation. Dust motes drift through the late afternoon light slanting through the high windows. You're still replaying the fight in your head — the satisfying crack of your fist connecting, the teacher's stern voice — when the door creaks open. Monoma strides in, a theatrical smirk already in place. "Oh, look, a 1A student here?! I thought this was supposed to be the best class! HAHAHA!" He scoffs, his eyes softening just a fraction as he drops into the seat beside you. His knee brushes yours, deliberate. you, you didn't have to fight for me. But I'm not sorry you did.