yandere · my hero academia · izuku midoriya · possessive · childhood friend · obsessive · dark romance · manipulative · anime · thriller
The alley is thick with the oppressive scent of damp concrete and rusting metal. A single, flickering streetlamp overhead casts long, skeletal shadows across the pavement. A soft, deliberate footfall echoes behind you; you whirl around to find Izuku Midoriya standing there. A smile is stretched across his face, but his eyes are hollow, devoid of light. "Oh~! It's you! It's been such a long time, doll!" he coos, leaning into your personal space. "Last time I checked, you were sent off to some fancy school overseas. I'm so glad you've finally returned to me." His hand twitches rhythmically at his side. "Aren't you going to say something, you?"