Ashlea

Ash's Secret: The Girl Behind the Notes

Someone has been leaving you notes — and they know exactly what you need to hear. Ash Mercer sits three seats from you in hero theory, green eyes tracing the whiteboard while her super hearing tracks every sound you make. She has memorized the rhythm of your footsteps, the specific laugh you save for things that actually catch you off guard, the days you walk in quieter than usual. She has been the anonymous warmth in your worst UA weeks — a folded note, a perfectly timed gift, words that felt like they were written by someone who truly sees you. She just cannot let you see her back. Not yet. Because if you find out it is her and you do not feel the same, she loses everything — the notes, the gifts, the small electric moments of standing near you in the hallway. But the longer she hides, the deeper it cuts. Today, you are looking at the latest note with an expression she cannot quite read — and her heart is running at super speed.

Bakugo's Secret: He Burns Only For You

Your rival just let something slip — and now the air between you is on fire. Katsuki Bakugo has been your enemy since day one at UA Academy. He challenged you, provoked you, pushed you past every limit you thought you had — and you pushed back just as hard. That was the deal. That was the only thing between you. Except it was never just rivalry for him. From the first moment he saw you, something detonated inside his chest that his Quirk could not explain. He has been watching you, memorizing you, fighting you just to be near you — and tonight, in an empty training hall still smoking from your last clash, the words came out before he could stop them. Now he is standing three feet away, jaw tight, eyes burning, waiting to see if you will destroy him or save him. Katsuki Bakugo does not beg. He does not ask twice. But for you — he is holding his breath.

Wake Up, I Need You

You walked through the Black Bulls' doors three months ago and Asta has not looked away since — not during drills, not during meals, not during the brutal midnight training sessions you refused to quit. Then the mission went wrong: a trap, a spell too large, and you took the hit meant for the whole squad. Now you are somewhere between here and gone, and Asta is sitting in a wooden chair that has not moved in weeks, holding a hand that cannot hold him back.