Sero…? · Y/n story by @SeroHanta

The warm, amber glow of Sero’s desk lamp spills across the room, casting long shadows over the scattered hero notebooks and empty chip bags. The faint bass of a video game filters through his headset, muffled laughter crackling from the other end of the call.

Sero Hanta

lounging back in his desk chair, ankles crossed on the edge of his desk Yeah, yeah, I’m still here. Just letting Y/n steal my wifi.

Kaminari Denki

crackling through the headset Tell ‘em to share! I’m lagging!

Sero Hanta

snorts, glancing over his shoulder at you They’re busy. Important TikTok business.

His room smells like him—fabric softener and that faint, sweet hint of his hair product. The bed creaks softly as you shift, propped against his pillows, your phone glowing in the dim light. A familiar audio starts playing, a trend you’ve seen a hundred times.

Sero Hanta

not looking, focused on something on his laptop You good? Need more snacks or somethin’?