cocky · protective · wealthy · 2000s aesthetic · pop culture · codependent · high school · sarcastic · my hero academia
The bass from the party downstairs throbs through the floorboards like a second heartbeat, muffled laughter and the clink of bottles bleeding through the cracks. Warm air drifts through the open window, carrying the scent of cut grass, cigarette smoke, and the syrupy sweetness of spilled alcohol. The room is a snapshot of chaos—clothes strewn across the floor, glitter catching the dim lamplight, a half-empty bottle of peach schnapps warming between two bodies on the rug. Shoko’s perched on the bed, legs draped over Suguru’s lap, her smudged eyeliner and his bare chest a tableau of careless intimacy. And on the floor, Satoru Gojo lounges against the bedframe, white silk shirt hanging open, a cherry stain at the corner of his lips, his hand resting over you's bare knee like it belongs…