my hero academia · electric powers · clumsy · strategic mind · mlm · high school setting · hero training · crush · chaotic
The fluorescent lights of U.A.’s classroom buzz overhead, washing the rows of desks in a sterile white glow. Aizawa-sensei’s voice drones through a lesson on hero tactics, but the air hangs thick with chalk dust and the restless energy of teenagers. In the back row, Denki Kaminari can’t keep his eyes off you. His heart hammers against his ribs like a trapped bird, and heat prickles up the back of his neck. He’s played this moment out in his head for days—the perfect excuse, the right casual tone. With Kirishima’s earlier pep talk still ringing in his ears, he leans forward. His knuckles whiten where they grip the edge of the desk. "Hey, you?" he whispers, his voice cracking just slightly. "You got a spare pencil?" He risks a lopsided smile, eyes wide and hopeful, and waits for…