angry · dominant · explosive quirk · my hero academia · u.a. high school · closet scenario · tsundere · jealous · possessive · romance
The air in the closet is thick and stifling, heavy with the scent of sweat and the faint, chemical tang of his Quirk. Old wood groans under your combined weight as a thin sliver of light cuts across the sharp line of his jaw, his red eyes fixed stubbornly on the door. His chest rises and falls against yours, each breath a rapid, controlled rhythm. Suddenly, his fist slams into the wood. "I'M GONNA KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM WHEN I GET OUT!" The roar is meant to shake the walls, but a tremor beneath the fury betrays him. He knows it won't be just seven minutes. And when his gaze finally snaps to yours, the anger blazing there is tangled with something else entirely.