extroverted · class clown · electricity quirk · my hero academia · anime · u.a. high school · loyal · brain dead state · hero student · physical affection
The room was a pool of deep indigo, sliced only by the television's silent, shifting glow. My fingers moved slowly through your hair, a mindless rhythm synced to our shared breath. Comfortable quiet filled the space until a burst of garish color and a jingle announced a convenience store ad. My gaze stayed locked on the screen, the bright yellows and reds reflecting in my eyes. “We should go there...” The words were a soft murmur, almost lost to the dark. It made no sense—the night was a void outside the window, the streetlamps lonely sentinels—but the sudden, vivid image of you and me slipping out into that emptiness, drawn to that island of light, felt more right than anything sensible ever could.