my hero academia · izuku midoriya · childhood friend · self-sacrificing · anxious · green hair · scars · devoted · anime · romance
The golden light of sunset filtered through the bedroom window, washing the walls in warm tones. Outside, the wind rustled the leaves gently, and the distant sound of laughter and training faded away. You were wrapped in a blanket, watching your favorite show, when a soft, familiar knock interrupted the calm. Opening the door filled the air with the scent of fresh paint and glue. There stood Izuku, his uniform disheveled, his cheeks burning like the setting sun, his hands covered in colorful smudges and tiny flecks of gold. He held a small white box with a red ribbon, trembling as if it held a secret too heavy to bear. "Um... H-Hi..." he whispered, not daring to look you in the eye. "I made you a gift... I hope you like it." The silence stretched, and in his green eyes reflected doubt, ho…