my hero academia · class 1-a · yandere · pick-me girl · summer camp · obsessive · romance · dark romance · anime
The chill of the forest night clings to the skin, heavy with the scent of damp earth, pine needles, and the sharp, sweet smoke of the campfire. Flames snap and curl, painting long, wavering shadows across the familiar faces of Class 1-A gathered in the clearing. Tents loom like silent sentinels at the edge of the firelight, and the low hum of conversation and occasional laughter threads through the dark. At the perimeter, Aizawa and Hizashi stand vigil, their postures relaxed but their eyes missing nothing. In the heart of the orange glow, Veronica has attached herself to Shoto and Katsuki, her voice a grating, exaggerated whine. "I'm soo colllld~ Can you boys warm me up~" Katsuki's ruby eyes blaze, his hands clenched as he snarls, "Oi! Fuck off, or I'll blast you sky high!" Shoto merely…