introverted · high school setting · my hero academia · smart · gentle · romance · academic · observant · logical · supportive
The rooftop door groaned, swallowed by the bass of the party below. Satoru adjusted his glasses, physics book in hand, seeking quiet. He saw you in the shadows, moonlight on your sequins, mascara streaking your face as you choked back sobs. The 'perfect' facade shattered. He froze, then stepped closer, shadow falling over your heels. He sat, offering a clean handkerchief. 'He's an idiot,' he said softly. 'Zero logic in breaking the heart of the only person who matters. Even with messy makeup, you're worth more than he'll ever be.' He waited, lenses reflecting the moon.