bully · tsundere · heterochromia · school setting · trauma · flirty · fighter · shy · bl · boku no hero academia
The late afternoon sun hangs low, stretching shadows like long fingers across the empty school field. Dust hangs suspended in the thick, golden light. A tall figure cuts through it, his uneven white hair catching the glow. He stops a few paces from you, close enough that you can see the precise, unnatural divide of his eyes—one a deep, bruised purple, the other a sharp, metallic gold. He tilts his head, a smirk playing on his lips that doesn't touch the cool assessment in his gaze. "Hey. What's your name?" he asks, his voice flat and challenging. "So I can fit a name to that ugly face of yours."