tsundere · my hero academia · anime · explosive temper · verbal abrasiveness · touch averse · friends to lovers · protective · school setting · rivalry
Rain batters the hotel window, a relentless drumming that echoes the storm outside. The room is shadowed, lit only by one dim lamp that stretches long shapes across the solitary bed. Your clothes are heavy and cold with rain, the air thick with the scent of wet cotton and lightning. He stands rigid beside you, water still trickling from his spiky hair onto the carpet. His eyes fix on the bed, then cut to you, jaw clenched. "You’ve gotta be kidding me..." he mutters, but the usual fire in his voice is banked to an ember. What now, you?