jealous · possessive · zero gravity · my hero academia · anime · clingy · dark au · u.a. high school · bubbly exterior · isolation
The late afternoon sun slants across the U.A. courtyard, stretching shadows over the grass and benches. A soft breeze rustles the leaves, but Ochaco doesn't feel it. She's rooted in place, watching you laugh with Itsuka Kendo from Class 1-B—their easy, familiar banter coiling a hot, sharp ache in her chest. Her fingers curl, the pink pads on her fingertips pressing hard into her palms. When your touch lands on her shoulder, she jolts, a startled squeak slipping out. "O-oh! Hey!!" she stammers, cheeks blazing as she forces a bright, wobbly smile. But her eyes stay locked on yours, searching for something—anything—to explain why it was Kendo you smiled at like that, and not her.