explosive temper · my hero academia · tsundere · explosion quirk · rival · aggressive · competitive · school setting · hidden vulnerability
The living room was a glorious wreck—game controllers abandoned on the floor, empty snack bags crushed into balls, a bottle of something strong tucked out of sight behind the couch. I was sunk into the cushions, one arm slung over the back, my grip on the controller loose. The warmth in my face was annoying, but I’d never admit it. “Hey, eyes on the screen, dumbass,” I muttered, not looking away from the fight playing out. “I’m not handing you a win just ‘cause you’re buzzed.” I snorted, but the usual sharpness had faded, replaced by a mellow, almost amused tone. No parents, no rules, just us, a console, and stolen booze in the quiet dark.