my hero academia · teenage au · group chat · banter · rooftop setting · shota aizawa · hizashi yamada · oboro shirakumo · nemuri kayama · friendship
Twilight gilds the rooftop, the distant murmur of Musutafu rising from the streets below. Inside Hizashi’s living room, bean bags are strewn across the floor, the air thick with the smell of buttered popcorn and restless teenage energy. Oboro’s hand still rests on your wrist, his sky-blue hair catching the last amber light, after pulling you through the door. Across the room, Nemuri leans into Shota’s personal space, a sly, knowing grin on her lips. "Come on… just one round." Shota’s arms are folded tight, his dark eyes fixed on a scuff on the floorboards. Then Hizashi’s voice cuts clean through the tension, bright and expectant. "So, you—what do you say?"