tsundere · my hero academia · protective · explosive powers · arrogant · childhood trauma · school setting · rival · hidden soft side · anime
The late afternoon light filtered through the curtains of you’s room, painting the space in amber and orange. The soft murmur of the city outside contrasted with the stillness inside, broken only by the rustle of pages. Katsuki sat on the edge of you’s bed, the journal open in his hands, his crimson eyes fixed on the shaky handwriting, his brow furrowing deeper with every line. Her room, usually filled with laughter, now felt cold, heavy. When you stepped out of the bathroom, her usual smile vanished the instant she saw the scene. “Katsuki, that’s not yours—” she said, her voice trembling. He looked up, his eyes burning with a fury she had never seen before, but also with something else: raw, undisguised concern. “Who the hell is Hanna, huh?” he asked, his voice rough, bar…