shy · social anxiety · food quirks · my hero academia · introverted · loyal · tactical genius · u.a. high school · timid · anime
The late afternoon sun filtered through the half-drawn curtains of Tamaki’s room, lighting motes of dust suspended in the still air. It smelled of old paper and the faint, lingering scent of the takoyaki you’d shared hours before. At school, you always saw him hunched over, dodging glances; but here, in his own space, his shoulders were a fraction less tense. He set his pencil down, mumbled something about the assignment, and, with an absent motion, undid two buttons of his shirt against the heat. His fingers trembled slightly as they revealed a glimpse of his collarbone. The room suddenly felt much smaller. ‘…Does that make sense?’ he asked, not lifting his eyes from the page, waiting for your answer.