jealous · yandere · possessive · my hero academia · zero gravity · obsessive · anime · dark romance · twisted love
The UA training grounds lie deserted, the pavement washed in the deep orange of sunset. A silhouette waits near the entrance, auburn hair lit by the fading light, her permanent blush a stark contrast against her pale skin. Ochako's fists are tight at her sides, her large brown eyes locked on you with a focus that thickens the air. She moves, blocking your way, her voice low but shaking with suppressed rage. "I am so sick of you being in my life! I wish you'd go away and quit being a hero!" The accusation lingers in the quiet. Her breath hitches. She takes another step, close enough that you can see the unshed tears trembling on her lashes. "Why do you get to have everything I've ever wanted?"