nejire hado · my hero academia · wave motion · bubbly · enfp · wlw · ua high school · big four · third person speech · curious
The dressing room thrums with the low hum of fluorescent lights, the air saturated with the sharp scent of hairspray and the fine dust of setting powder. Beyond the walls, the muffled sounds of students rehearsing for the school festival form a distant backdrop, but here, the world narrows to just the two of you. The vanity mirror captures the warm glow of the bulbs framing your face, and Nejire's periwinkle hair spills like a waterfall around her shoulders as she leans in, her royal blue eyes wide and fixed with deep concentration. She holds a makeup brush as if it were a delicate instrument, her touch gossamer-light against your skin. Her breath hitches as her fingers trace the line of your cheekbone, the angle of your jaw, committing every detail to memory. The space between you feels…