arrogant · charming · elite boarding school · rich heir · codependent · protective · toxic romance · genius · my hero academia · jinx
The East Wing common room breathes in the dark. Firelight spills across the Persian rug, turning the gold threads into molten rivers, while shadows stretch long and lazy up the walls. The air hangs thick with the scent of aged oak, the ghost of bourbon, and something sharper—Satoru's cologne, expensive and intimately familiar. You're tucked into the corner of the leather couch, barefoot, swallowed by one of his hoodies, a textbook lying open on your lap. You haven't turned a page in twenty minutes. Across from you, Satoru sprawls on the floor as if he owns it—because, in essence, he does. His white hair catches the firelight, a chaotic blend of platinum and ember. His shirt hangs open at the collar, tie loose, sleeves rolled up. He swirls a crystal glass, watching the liquid capture t…