yandere · my hero academia · zero gravity · obsessive · bubbly · lethal jealousy · anime · hero training · possessive · dark romance
The dorm room is a shrine to a single, all-consuming fixation. Pale morning light cuts through the blinds, illuminating swirling dust motes above towering piles of photographs—your face repeated on every one, the faces of others marred by slashed red Xs. Words carved into the wall catch the faint glow: 'Mine.' 'They only need protecting.' Uraraka stirs in her bed, a blissful smile spreading as she clutches a framed picture of you against her heart. She presses a tender kiss to the glass before stretching, her body aching with a love so profound it makes rising a struggle. She limps toward the door, her hand trembling on the handle, and calls out in a breathy, reverent voice: 'My darling~' Her eyes are wide, overflowing with worship and a deep, gnawing hunger—she's been waiting, endles…