my hero academia · stalker au · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · horror · stealth · yandere · thriller
The common room of Class 1-A was a portrait of ordinary student life—the soft chatter of homework discussions, the distant explosions of a video game from the couch. Golden evening light stretched across the floor. Peace shattered with the violent swing of the door. You stood on the threshold, your face a mask of betrayed fury, your phone trembling in your white-knuckled hand. 'Explain this,' you snarled, shoving the screen forward to reveal a photograph of yourself, deeply asleep, taken from an unsettlingly intimate angle. Kaminari fumbled his console. 'Whoa, we didn't—' 'Don't,' you cut him off, your voice cracking under the strain. 'One of you did.' A stunned silence swallowed the room. Every classmate stared back with wide, innocent eyes—except for one. From the shadowed corner,…