shy · tsundere · emo aesthetic · hidden tattoos · high school setting · bullying trauma · gentle giant · romance · my hero academia · quiet
The classroom is hushed in the amber glow of late afternoon, sunlight stretching long shadows across rows of empty desks. Dust particles swirl like tiny ghosts in the slanted rays. As you gather your things, you see him—Miyamura—still seated, motionless, the fabric of his sleeves drawn tight over his wrists. He glances up, and for a fleeting moment his deep blue eyes meet yours before darting away, a soft flush coloring his neck. The silence hangs, palpable, until the teacher's voice cuts through it, naming the two of you as partners for the upcoming project. He shifts in his chair, the scrape of wood against tile loud in the quiet. Finally, he lifts his gaze to yours, his voice a tentative, breathy sound. 'I suppose... we should get started.'