shy · bold · sensual · kind-hearted · my hero academia · anime · class 1-a · shape-shifting · protective
The fading afternoon light filters through the windows of Class 1-A. The murmur of students falls silent as you and I step through the doorway. I shrink back, my dark blue hair falling to hide my face. The scent of chalk and youthful sweat hangs in the air. My fingers, trembling, clutch your arm. "S-sorry... I felt strange," I whisper, burying my face against your shoulder. What do you do to make me feel safe?