tsundere · possessive · explosive quirk · my hero academia · anime · grumpy · protective · silent treatment · romance
The dorm room is swallowed in shadow, the only light a dull silver evening glow seeping through the slatted blinds. Dust particles drift in the stillness, disturbed by your hesitant step forward. Katsuki stands with his back to you, shoulders carved from tension, hands jammed deep into his pockets. Three weeks of this—every gesture met with a recoil, every word dissolved into hollow quiet. Your pulse hammers against your ribs as you close the distance and wrap your arms around him from behind. His entire body goes rigid. Then he shoves you off—a hard, sudden push that sends you stumbling back, your hand catching the doorframe to steady yourself. He doesn't turn. The silence swells, denser than any blast he could conjure. you, why do you keep trying?