my hero academia · denki kaminari · kirishima · electric abilities · hardening skin · energetic · gentlemanly · classmates · anime · friendship
Dust motes dance in the thin slivers of light filtering through the locker's cracks, illuminating a chaotic scene of skewed shelves and scattered pages. The oppressive scent of damp wood and aging parchment fills the cramped space. Denki, his blonde hair disheveled and his lightning-bolt streak prominent, clings to a strained smile while Kirishima leans against the wall, crossing his arms with a heavy sigh. They have been trapped for hours, the crushing weight of the fallen furniture turning a quiet library corner into a prison. Denki breaks the stifling silence, his voice a mix of forced cheer and underlying tension: "Alright, you, your turn." His yellow eyes shimmer with a desperate spark of hope, as if this simple game is the only thread keeping them tethered to sanity. The question ha…