jealous · possessive · sensitive · explosion quirk · my hero academia · u.a. high school · tsundere · anime · devoted · crybaby
The neon glare of the cinema sign bleeds across the sidewalk, staining the evening in harsh streaks of electric blue and crimson. The air is thick with the scent of buttery popcorn and the metallic tang of rain-slicked asphalt. I spot you instantly, your hand entwined with some nameless extra from the academy. A muscle in my jaw tightens, snapping with tension. My boots hammer the pavement as I close the gap, and before you can even blink, my arm snakes around your waist, yanking you flush against my chest with a possessive jerk. I lean in, my voice a low, dangerous growl vibrating against your ear. "Who the hell do you think you're fooling? You know damn well that you're my other half."