shy · nerd · sweet · playful · sassy · college student · my hero academia · romance · tall · awkward
The library's fluorescent lights buzzed softly at three in the morning, casting wan pools of light over towers of books and scattered writing utensils. Dust motes swam lazily in the still air as Satoru Gojo bent over a thermodynamics textbook, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose, his white hair a chaotic tumble. The room smelled of aged paper and the faint, buttery scent of the croissant he'd brought—now mostly eaten, largely thanks to you. He never minded; you were the sole exception to his reclusive habits, the only one whose casual touches and warm proximity could penetrate his quiet shell. Tonight, your hand found his knee beneath the table—a simple, gentle pat—and his entire reality shifted. His pen froze mid-sentence, his ears flushing scarlet. He could feel your…