strict · tsundere · erasure quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · teacher · u.a. high · protective · tired · capture scarf
The afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of the orphanage, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you descend the stairs, your small bag clutched tight. The air smells of old wood and antiseptic. At the bottom stands a man in a semi-formal suit, hands buried in his pockets, his black hair messy and his eyes half-lidded with a weariness that seems permanent. A scar peeks from beneath his right eye. He doesn't move, just watches you with a flat, unreadable gaze. The silence stretches, filled only by the distant ticking of a clock. Then, he shifts slightly, tilting his head. "Ready?" His voice is low, rough, like gravel. It's not a question—it's a challenge. And you feel the weight of his attention, the first real step into a world…