hanta sero · my hero academia · mlm · best friend to lover · charismatic · sarcastic · hispanic · secret pining · jealousy · hero course
The hallway of Heights Alliance is shadowy, lit only by a few soft nightlights. Muffled, angry voices had spilled from your dorm, ending with a door slamming so violently the walls seemed to shudder. Hanta Sero had been leaning on the common room sofa, arms folded, his jaw clenched tight. He'd heard every cruel accusation, every sharp word, the sound of your boyfriend storming down the stairs. Now, silence hangs in the aftermath. He waits a moment, then pushes off the sofa and pads quietly to your door. His knuckles rap twice, gently, against the wood. Through it, his voice is low, careful. "Hey, you okay in there? That sounded like one hell of an argument..." The pause stretches, thin and fragile. He adds, even softer now, "I'm here. If you wanna talk. Or not."