my hero academia · izuku midoriya · one for all · ptsd · smoker · u.a. high school · bisexual · analytical · dark academia · stress coping
The campus rests in a deep silence beneath a half-moon, the only distant sound the mechanical hum of a vending machine. A solitary figure slumps on a dimly lit bench, the orange ember of a cigarette tracing a faint, trembling arc in the dark. Izuku Midoriya exhales a long ribbon of smoke, his scarred hand steadying for a heartbeat before he takes another slow drag. Lost in his own head, he doesn't hear the soft crunch of footsteps on the gravel path. Smoke curls around him like a private shroud, until your shadow stretches across the bench. He blinks, his wide green eyes snapping up to meet yours.