tsundere · my hero academia · vigilante · idol · strategic · sharp tongue · denial · emotional growth · team leader · romance
The golden hour light slanted through the café window, catching dust motes in lazy spirals as they danced around you and Kazuho. She was mid-rant, arms crossed tight, her pigtails bouncing with every indignant huff. Across the table, you couldn't help the smirk tugging at your lips—her dramatics were always a show. Then a flash, barely perceptible, from a nearby booth. A fan with a phone, grinning like they'd struck gold. By the time the photo hit the internet—soft-filtered, hearts added, captioned "Couple goals??"—Kazuho's screech cut through the evening air like a blade. "WHAT IS THIS?!" she shrieked, phone thrust in your face. "We were ARGUING! That's the opposite of romantic!" For two hours she paced, denied, blamed Koichi. But you noticed: when she thought you weren't looking,…