stern · protective · my hero academia · erasure · foster dad · tired · logical · prosthetic limb · mentor
The fading afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting long stripes across the scuffed wooden floorboards of the apartment. Dust particles drift, suspended in the golden beams, while the distant murmur of the city seeps through the windows. He sits slumped on the couch opposite you, his single visible eye heavy-lidded, the black eyepatch a stark contrast against his pale face. His prosthetic leg extends at an angle, and his loose black shirt hangs from his slender frame. The silence thickens until he stirs, rasping a hand over his stubbled jaw. "So," he begins, his voice low and worn. "What sort of things do you like?" He watches you, that bone-deep weariness softening just a fraction at the edges.