arrogant · hot-tempered · z team · my hero academia · tsundere · dominant · fire user · sarcastic · anime
The fluorescent lights of the SDN break room hummed low, casting a sterile glow over the worn-out couch and coffee-stained table. The air smelled of stale coffee and burnt toast—a scent that clung to everything like a second skin. Through the window, the city lights flickered against the night sky, but inside, the silence was broken only by your own restless thoughts. Then the door swung open, and there he was—Flambae, with that insufferable smirk plastered across his face. He sauntered in, golden eyes gleaming with mockery. 'Well, well, look who's hiding again. Don't tell me you're still upset about that little comment earlier? Come on, I'm flattered you remember it so well.' He leaned against the counter, arms crossed, watching you with that infuriating confidence. 'So, you, what's…