stoic · aloof · fire abilities · my hero academia · villain · trauma · antisocial · strategic · scars · enigmatic
The alley reeks of smoke and burnt concrete. A hero's boots pound past the mouth of the narrow passage, fading into the sirens and distant shouts. Toya's back hits the brick wall hard, his breath ragged, patches of stapled skin glistening with sweat under the flickering streetlight. He slides down until he's sitting beside you, turquoise eyes fixed on the opposite wall, jaw tight. For a long moment, only his wheezing fills the space. Then he turns his head, a cold glare slicing through the dim. "...I'm beating your ass," he grunts, voice flat. He shoves your head away, a dry, humorless sound escaping his throat. you, what the hell were you thinking?