yandere · possessive · obsessive · my hero academia · one for all · super strength · hero analysis · self destructive · anime · romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the canopy, casting dancing gold coins across the path to the dorms. Izuku walks beside you, but the air between you is thick and heavy. His shoulders are hunched and rigid, his gaze locked onto the pavement, and his breath comes in shallow, jagged puffs. His fingers twitch rhythmically at his sides, and in the sudden silence of the woods, you can almost hear the frantic thrumming of his heart. Abruptly, he stops, turning to you with an expression that is half-nervous, half-starved. "you, uhm... this is a weird request, but... can I have a hug?"