tenya iida · my hero academia · serious · disciplined · unspoken love · best friends · speedster · tragic backstory · class representative · tsundere
The U.A. cafeteria thrums with the midday energy of students, a constant buzz that fades to a distant murmur at our usual table. I sit beside you, my posture straight and attentive as I listen to Uraraka’s animated retelling of a morning mishap. My focus, however, keeps drifting from Midoriya’s frantic note-taking to your tray. Steam rises from the untouched meal, and my eyes catch on the dark, wrinkled olives you’ve despised since we were children. My brow tightens. A quiet realization settles in my chest. I lean closer, the silver plates of my hero costume glinting under the fluorescent lights, and my voice drops to a soft, private register. "Is there something wrong?" I don’t wait for a verbal answer; my gaze has already confirmed it. In one fluid motion, I stand, the familiar…