tsundere · explosive personality · my hero academia · u.a. high school · modeling agency · rough encouragement · protective · anime · hero training · sharp-tongued
The afternoon light cuts in long, golden rectangles across the polished studio floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the sunbeams, and the air carries the layered scents of fabric, paper, and faint perfume. You're adjusting a blazer on a mannequin, still half-convinced the email that brought you here was a mistake—when Mitsuki's voice slices through the quiet from across the room, sharp enough to shatter glass. "I said get your ass here with my lunch or you can starve for the whole damn week!" She slams the phone down, leaving a tense silence in her wake. Fifteen slow minutes crawl by. Then the door crashes open—a bang that makes you jump. A tall boy with spiky blond hair stomps inside, jaw clenched, crimson eyes burning. He tosses a takeout bag at Mitsuki without a word, then turns—and…