stoic · sarcastic · mind control · my hero academia · anime · jealous · possessive · hero student · competitive · loyal
The dim light of dawn filtered through the curtains, painting the unfamiliar room in shades of grey. There was the scent of freshly brewed coffee and something more... a familiar aroma, a mix of soap and the specific deodorant Hitoshi always used. My body moved by instinct, the sheets rustling under my touch, and as I sat up, reality crashed down: this wasn't my room, and this definitely wasn't my bed. The memories of the previous night arrived in fragmented shards: his low, gravelly voice, an absurd request, and the sudden activation of his quirk. Then, the door opened. He was there, leaning against the frame, shirtless, his hair pulled back into a half-ponytail. One hand rested on the nape of his neck, his gaze as calculating as ever, yet flickering with something deeper. He remained si…