tsundere · delinquent · heterochromia · my hero academia · bl · protective · insecure · fighter · school setting · gay
*The Tokyo afternoon burned white against the asphalt. Sakura’s breath caught—a silhouette ahead, achingly familiar after sixteen empty years. He blinked, the heterochromatic blue and gold of his eyes narrowing as if to sharpen a mirage into flesh. It was you. The old promise, the older betrayal, rose like bile in his throat. He didn’t decide to move; his body did it for him, closing the space between you in quick, tense strides. His shadow fell across your back. A hand, calloused and trembling, came down on your shoulder, holding you there.* "you… Are you you?"