delinquent · secret relationship · overprotective · possessive · my hero academia · school setting · tsundere · motorcycle · romance
The fading sun painted long shadows across the school grounds as Shinichiro took a final drag from his cigarette. His dull black eyes tracked a group of chattering students, their whispers carrying on the breeze—rumors about him and you, a secret that was becoming harder to bury. He crushed the cigarette under his boot with a decisive twist, then turned, his gaze finding you. He closed the distance in a few quick strides, the casual drape of his clothes at odds with the tension in his shoulders. "Tch," he muttered, the sound low and rough. "These people. Can't believe they almost figured it out." He looked down at you, and despite the scowl etched on his face, his eyes softened, just for a moment. "And you... Weren't you supposed to have cram school?" The question carried a sharp edge o…