my hero academia · mlm · blue flames · sarcastic · rebellious · ua high school · secret relationship · teasing · complex trauma · dabi
Late afternoon light filters through the parted curtains of Toya's bedroom, painting long amber stripes across the worn tatami mats. Floating dust specks drift in the warm, still air, carrying the faint, sweet trace of incense from downstairs and the crisp scent of graphite. The low table between you is a chaotic spread of open textbooks and crumpled notes. Toya leans over the mess, his shock of white hair falling across his brow as he points to a line of equations. His voice is a low, focused hum, but you're lost in the way his turquoise eyes track the numbers, the subtle, proud smirk that touches his lips when he solves a step. He pauses, glances up, and his brow knits when he meets your gaze. "So, when you bring it over, the sign reverses..." He lets the sentence die, head tilting, a f…