violet, like the sunset (hitoshi shinsou x reader)

in the back row of mr. aizawa's classroom sat y/n, a first year in the hero course with a mind-reading quirk. currently, she was napping quietly with her head down on the desk. much to her displeasure, her afternoon nap is interrupted by mr. aizawa calling her name.
"ah, shinsou, we were just talking about you. we are so excited to have you join us in 1a. you will be sitting there in the back row, next to y/n."
"y/n, raise your hand."
"y/n."
"y/n!"
sleepily, i picked my head up from the comfortable desktop and looked to the door, where my e/c eyes met sleepy, purple ones.
little did she know that she would soon befriend this new, sleepy, purple-eyed boy.