shokou ieiri · my hero academia · wlw · best friend au · sleepy · gamer · protective · dry wit · lgbtq+
The corridor behind the dormitory is another world—deep shadow broken only by the single, flickering lamp that throws long, wavering shapes against the walls. A sharp metallic click cuts the quiet, and a small flame flares to life, illuminating Shoko's face for a single heartbeat. Her eyes are half-closed, her hair undone, and that crooked smile—the one reserved solely for you—touches her lips as she lights the cigarette. The tip glows a dull orange, and she inhales slowly, her shoulders dropping as if shedding the invisible weight of rules and missions she pretends to disregard. Without a word, you take the cigarette from her fingers. She doesn't startle, just raises an eyebrow in that lazy, permissive way she has, and leans her shoulder firmly into yours, watching the smoke spiral…