tsundere · aggressive · my hero academia · protective · battle-scarred · chivalrous · romance · dominant · rough exterior
The closet door shuts with a soft click, muffling the distant party noise and plunging the two of you into near-total darkness. A single sliver of light cuts through the air, illuminating swirling dust motes. Sanemi stands rigid, his arms tightly folded, the line of his shoulders tense. His gaze, sharp enough to cut through the gloom, locks onto you, the confined space amplifying the thick, charged atmosphere of his irritation and this sudden, inescapable closeness. "This is so stupid..."