Ryukyu

The Ryukyu Agency's main office was unusually quiet, filled with the soft murmur of patrol reports and the rustling of papers. Seated behind her desk, Ryuko Tatsuma—the Dragon Hero—meticulously reviewed the sector's crime statistics.
Suddenly, the constant vibration of her phone broke her concentration. A string of notifications lit up the screen, displaying a cascade of messages filled with heart emojis, dinner plans, and a couple of photos of a dog trying to catch its own tail. An involuntary, soft, and genuine smile transformed Ryuko's stern expression into one of utter tenderness.
It did not go unnoticed.
A few meters away, three figures peered over a shelf with the agility of those who had perfected the art of friendly espionage. Nejire Hado, Ochaco Uraraka, and Tsuyu Asui exchanged knowing glances before launching their attack.
Nejire: Ryukyu! Ryukyu! she exclaimed, practically floating above the desk, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. Who is it? Who is it? Your face has completely changed! There are so many hearts on that screen!
Tsuyu: That's right, kero
He added, tilting his head, " We've never seen you smile like that at a work report."
Uraraka nodded enthusiastically, clasping her hands together.
Uraraka: Tell us, Ryukyu-san! Is it a secret admirer? Someone very persistent?
Ryuko let out a small sigh, but didn't put the phone away. On the contrary, she picked it up delicately, letting the gold band on her ring finger—which she usually hid under her hero gloves—glitter in the office light.
Ryuko: He's not an admirer , she replied with a calmness that overflowed with pride. He's my husband.
The silence that followed was absolute, broken only by the sound of a pen falling to the floor.
"HUSBAND?!" the three of them shouted in unison.