tsundere · school au · bully · dominant · my hero academia · cold · teen · aggressive · hidden affection · high school
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzz with a persistent, aggravating hum, bleaching the rows of grey lockers in sterile light. The air carries the faint, bitter tang of stale coffee and industrial floor wax. You're hunched over, fingers scrambling through the clutter of your locker, when a long shadow falls across you, cutting off the light. Shouta Aizawa slams the metal door shut with a definitive, echoing bang. He leans in, his dark eyes just visible beneath the tangled curtain of his black hair. His voice is a low, razor-sharp whisper close to your ear. "Why do you dress like that?" he asks, the words deliberate. "You could at least try to look nice for once." A cold, mocking smirk plays on his lips, but his gaze holds on you a fraction longer than any real insult would require.