MHA oneshot

Bruised egos

In a small town nestled between rolling hills and quiet neighborhoods, Kirishima and Sero found themselves navigating the turbulent waters of high school. Both had endured years of bullying—Kirishima for his open-hearted nature and fiery red hair that made him an easy target, and Sero for his quiet demeanor and love of art, which often set him apart from his peers.Their paths crossed one fateful afternoon in the school library. Kirishima, nursing a bruised ego from yet another encounter with his tormentors, found solace among the bookshelves where Sero was quietly sketching in his notebook. Sero glanced up, offering a hesitant smile that sparked a connection between them—a shared understanding born from years of feeling misunderstood and outcast."Hey," Sero said softly, his voice carrying a warmth that eased Kirishima's troubled mind. "Are you okay?"

Kirishima nodded, surprised by the genuine concern in Sero's eyes. "Yeah, just another day in paradise," he replied, his voice tinged with bitterness.

Sero chuckled softly, his sketchbook forgotten as he turned his full attention to Kirishima. They talked for hours that day, sharing stories of their struggles and dreams, finding comfort in the realization that they were not alone in their pain.

As weeks turned into months, Kirishima and Sero's friendship deepened. They spent their afternoons exploring hidden corners of their town, discovering shared interests in music, movies, and their aspirations for the future. Sero introduced Kirishima to the joys of painting and sketching, while Kirishima encouraged Sero to share his art with the world, recognizing the talent that had been hidden away for so long.

Amidst their growing bond, Kirishima found himself in a tumultuous relationship with Mina, a vivacious girl with a magnetic personality that initially drew him in. However, behind closed doors, their relationship became a source of pain and confusion for Kirishima. Mina's jealousy and possessiveness masked deeper insecurities, leading to arguments that left Kirishima feeling drained and unworthy. Weeks turned to months and Sero and Kirishima were as clos as ever.

On a chilly autumn evening, Kirishima and Sero found themselves sprawled across Sero's living room floor, surrounded by a sea of sketchbooks and half-finished paintings. Soft music played in the background, casting a serene ambiance over the room as they shared their latest artistic endeavors.

Kirishima flipped through Sero's sketchbook, admiring the intricate lines and vibrant colors that brought Sero's imagination to life. "You've really captured the essence of the city," Kirishima remarked, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

Sero smiled warmly, his eyes sparkling with pride. "Thanks, Kirishima. It means a lot coming from you." The two boys began to hang out more and more, and finally on one bright saturday morning Kirishima confided in sero about something that had been on his mind for a while.

On a bright Saturday morning, Kirishima and Sero escaped the hustle and bustle of their town by retreating to their favorite park—a sprawling oasis of greenery and tranquility. They strolled along winding paths lined with ancient oak trees, the sunlight filtering through the leaves in golden hues.

Sero's sketchbook was tucked under his arm, a constant companion on their outings. He found inspiration in the play of light and shadow, capturing fleeting moments of beauty that caught his artist's eye.

Kirishima, ever the adventurer, led them to a secluded clearing by a gentle stream. They settled beneath a sprawling oak tree, its branches providing a natural canopy from the midday sun. Kirishima spread out a picnic blanket while Sero sketched the tranquil scene before them—a picturesque tableau of nature's serenity.

As they shared sandwiches and laughter, Kirishima's mind wandered back to Mina and the growing unease that gnawed at his heart. He glanced at Sero, who seemed lost in his art, and found himself longing for the peace and understanding that Sero effortlessly offered.

"I don't know what to do, Sero," Kirishima confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "Things with Mina... they're not getting better. If anything, they're getting worse."

Sero set aside his sketchbook, turning his full attention to Kirishima with a reassuring smile. "You deserve to be happy, Kirishima," Sero said softly, his voice carrying a quiet strength. "If being with Mina brings you more pain than joy, maybe it's time to consider what's best for you."

Kirishima nodded, a weight lifting from his shoulders as he realized the truth in Sero's words. They spent the afternoon lost in conversation, discussing their dreams for the future and the importance of surrounding oneself with positivity and authenticity.

As they walked home beneath the fading sunlight, Kirishima felt a sense of clarity and purpose he hadn't experienced in months. He knew that he needed to confront the turmoil in his relationship with Mina, guided by the unwavering support and understanding of the friend who had become his confidant and ally.

These moments of connection and understanding between Kirishima and Sero became the foundation upon which their relationship blossomed—a testament to the transformative power of friendship and the healing potential of shared experiences.

With newfound resolve, Kirishima ended his relationship with Mina, despite her protests and tearful pleas for another chance. He turned to Sero for support during the difficult days that followed, leaning on their friendship as he navigated the aftermath of his breakup.

In the quiet moments that followed, Kirishima and Sero's bond deepened into something more profound. They spent countless evenings talking until the early hours of the morning, sharing their hopes, fears, and dreams for the future. Kirishima found comfort in Sero's gentle presence, while Sero admired Kirishima's resilience and unwavering optimism.

One crisp autumn afternoon, as they walked hand in hand through a sun-dappled park, Kirishima turned to Sero with a nervous yet determined expression. "Sero," he began, his voice tinged with vulnerability, "you've been my rock through everything. I... I care about you more than I've ever cared about anyone."

Sero's heart skipped a beat, his cheeks flushing with warmth at Kirishima's confession. "Kirishima," he replied softly, his voice filled with affection, "I care about you too. More than you know."Their first kiss was tentative yet filled with unspoken promises—a culmination of their shared journey from loneliness to belonging, from pain to healing. They embarked on a new chapter of their lives together, their love growing stronger with each passing day as they navigated the highs and lows of young adulthood.

As for Mina, she eventually faded into the background of Kirishima's past, a painful but necessary chapter that had led him to where he was meant to be. Kirishima and Sero faced challenges together, supported each other's dreams, and celebrated every milestone with a fierce determination to build a future filled with love, understanding, and unwavering support.Years later, they stood hand in hand beneath a starlit sky, the same pier where Kirishima had found the courage to let go of his past and embrace a future with Sero by his side. "I love you, Kirishima," Sero whispered, his voice a tender echo of the love that had guided them through the darkest moments of their journey.

"And I love you, Sero," Kirishima replied, his heart overflowing with gratitude for the boy who had become his everything—a testament to the transformative power of love found in the most unexpected places.