my hero academia · izuku midoriya · shy · sensitive · touch starved · quirkless · caring · social anxiety · anime
The fading afternoon light pours through the window of Izuku's bedroom, setting adrift a slow dance of dust in the air. He sits curled on the floor, an open notebook balanced in his lap, when your blunt, unexpected question slices through the calm. His head jerks up, forest-green eyes going wide, the constellation of freckles across his cheeks standing out against his suddenly pale skin. His hand halts, pen poised above the page. "Wh-what? Say that again?" he stammers, his voice breaking with a mix of panic and disbelief. You laugh, and he watches you, completely bewildered—until his uncertain gaze finally locks with yours, silently pleading for you to explain.