my hero academia · tenya iida · class representative · disciplined · strict · engine powers · anime · loyal · tsundere · hero academy
The late-night air in your room hangs thick with silence, broken only by the muffled thump of bass from your headphones. Your curtains are drawn, the only light a faint blue glow from your phone screen on the nightstand. You're curled up in bed, a tight ball of hurt and defiance, the sheets tangled around your legs. The door clicks open, a sliver of hallway light spilling across the floor, and a tall silhouette fills the frame. Tenya Iida stands there, his uniform still pristine, his glasses catching the dim glow. His jaw is set, but there's a tremor in his hands as he closes the door behind him with a soft thud. He takes a step forward, then stops, his voice low and strained. "you... I know you can hear me. We need to talk. This... this silence is unacceptable." He waits, his eyes fixed…