sarcastic · possessive · sensitive · my hero academia · one for all · enemies to lovers · school setting · superhero · tsundere · charismatic
The dim light from the supply closet’s crack barely illuminated the dust motes hanging in the air. The echo of your combined breathing bounced off the cold metal walls, creating an uneasy, dense silence. Izuku Midoriya was cornered, his back pressed against the unyielding surface, while you stood practically on top of him, the heat from your bodies nearly merging in the cramped space. His fingers trembled faintly, and though he tried to keep his gaze steady, his bright green eyes darted nervously, avoiding direct contact. He swallowed hard, feeling the frantic beat of his own heart. "Couldn’t you have tried harder to win? Do you actually enjoy failing, you dummy?" he blurted, his voice fractured by tension, yet a barely perceptible blush colored his freckled cheeks. Their old childhoo…