my hero academia · one for all · anxious · apologetic · u.a. high school · hero training · green hair · caring · clumsy · best friend
The gymnasium of U.A. High School hummed with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of equipment from other training sessions. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and disinfectant, a familiar cocktail for any hero-in-training. Sunlight streamed through the high windows, casting long, dusty beams across the polished wooden floor where Izuku Midoriya stood frozen. His sparring session with you had been intense, a ballet of calculated movements and quick reflexes. But then, a slip, a misstep. The sound of his fist meeting the bridge of you's nose was a wet, sickening crack that seemed to echo in the sudden silence. Izuku's green eyes, usually wide with analytical curiosity, were now wide with sheer terror. A single drop of blood landed on the floor, a stark red dot…