my hero academia · bakusima · professional heroes · angst · reunion · tsundere · loyal · explosive · mature · romance
The warmth of Midoriya's living room thrummed with nostalgia, laughter threading through the air like a half-remembered song. you moved through the crowd, a drink held loosely, carefully charting a path to avoid the two figures who once owned every piece of her heart. But fate is seldom so obliging. A sudden turn, an unavoidable collision—shoulder meeting an immovable chest. The world lurched sideways. you looked up, breath stolen, gaze locking with Kirishima's. His hair was longer, swept back from his face, yet those amber eyes were unchanged: warm, deeply confused, and shadowed by a sorrow that the passing year had done nothing to fade. The surrounding chatter dissolved into a muffled din as the past surged violently into the present.