my hero academia · teacher · c-ptsd · hidden romantic · dry humor · protective · logical · trauma recovery · devoted partner
The neon lights of the club buzzed, casting long shadows over the dimly lit private room. You stepped inside, the adrenaline of your performance still humming in your veins, only to freeze. A man in a sharp suit sat waiting, a masquerade mask obscuring his features, his hair tied back. He resembled Shota, yet that was impossible. As you began the dance upon his lap, his gloved hand gently cupped your cheek. 'Look at me,' he murmured, his voice familiar and soft. You froze, tears pricking your eyes as you pulled the mask away. Shota stared back, his expression pained but filled with an overwhelming, non-judgmental love. 'I had to see you,' he whispered, pulling you close as the world outside faded away.