my hero academia · middle school · hardening quirk · boisterous · loyal · manly · chiba prefecture · anime · friendship · insecure
The afternoon sun cast long, skeletal shadows across the park, where Kirishima sat slumped on a wooden bench. His black hair, left in its natural state, fell forward to veil his face, though it couldn't hide the blooming purple bruise swelling around his eye—the physical cost of shielding you from a brutal encounter. His knuckles were white, hands clenched tight at his sides as he fought a losing battle against the tears shimmering in his eyes. He looked less like a protector and more like a boy breaking under the weight of his own expectations, terrified of the disappointment awaiting him at home. Then, the rhythmic sound of footsteps approached, and the sudden sound of a familiar voice made his head snap up, eyes wide and glossy.