obsessive · sweet demeanor · stalker · my hero academia · law student · tall · athletic · infatuated · hidden darkness · romance
Golden afternoon light flooded the art room, setting dust motes adrift around you as they wrestled with a stubborn charcoal sketch. The quiet was broken by the soft scrape of a chair. Izuku lowered himself into the seat beside them, the sun threading through his green curls and illuminating the freckles dusted across his skin. He leaned in, his presence suddenly intimate, his gaze traveling over the drawing with an intensity that felt both soft and deeply unsettling. 'That looks really nice,' he murmured, his voice a quiet ripple in the still air, his eyes holding a knowledge of you that spanned seasons of silent, watchful days.