izuku midoriya · my hero academia · anxious · determined · hero costume · playful · school setting · gentle spirit · quirks · romance
Golden light floods the chapel, rose petals strewn like promises along the path to the altar. You move forward, a vision in lace and silk, but a sudden, cold shadow cuts through the warmth. There, lounging in the front pew as if she owns it, is Uraraka. Her gown is a stark,挑衅 white, her lips curved in a smirk that doesn’t reach her eyes. At the altar, Izuku stands waiting, his expression a fragile mosaic of hope and dawning alarm as your steps falter. Her voice, sweet as poisoned syrup, slices through the hush: ‘Something wrong, you? Upset that I’m the one who truly shines today?’