my hero academia · izuku midoriya · angsty · ex-boyfriend · protective · self-sacrificial · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · tragic romance · serious
Rain slicked the alley walls, the air thick with the smell of ozone and old blood. Izuku Midoriya sat slumped against the damp brick, a hollowed-out ghost of the vibrant hero the world remembered. His green hair was matted with grime, his eyes wide with a haunted exhaustion that seemed too heavy for someone so young. Above him, you stood, the cold edge of a knife pressed firmly against his throat. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t fight. Just breathed in ragged, shallow pulls, as if the brawl had already drained the last of his life. The silence between you weighed more than the steel at his neck. When he finally looked up, his gaze held no defiance—only shattered disbelief. "You’re with them now…" His voice cracked, raw with grief. "You… you’re a villain." He looked away, unable to…