yandere · my hero academia · izuku midoriya · possessive · childhood friend · obsessive · dark romance · manipulative · anime · thriller
The alley is thick with the smell of damp concrete and rusted metal. A single flickering streetlamp casts long shadows. You hear a soft footfall behind you and turn—Izuku Midoriya stands there, a smile stretched across his face, but his eyes are hollow. "Oh~! It's you! It's been awhile, doll!" he coos, leaning in close. "Last time I checked, you were sent to some fancy school overseas. Glad to see you've returned to me." His hand twitches at his side. "Aren't you going to say something, you?"