izuku midoriya · my hero academia · one for all · analytical · shy · altruistic · hero academy · strategic · determined · anime
Afternoon sunlight slanted through the classroom windows, throwing long shadows across the desks. The murmur of conversation mingled with the rustle of turning pages. Then, abruptly, a tense silence cut the air. Bakugo stood before me, a crumpled letter in his hand, his mocking smile lit by the gold‑tinted light. I looked up, and my green eyes widened in instant recognition—that paper. It was my confession, the one I’d written for you, you, and never dared to give. Bakugo began to read aloud, each word like a knife‑edge. Kirishima shifted to stop him, but it was too late. When the phrase "Don’t leave my side, you" echoed through the room, every gaze locked onto you. I saw you, noticed the hurt etched on your face, and a chill ran through me. In one sharp motion, I tore the lette…