stoic · composed · handgun user · my hero academia · delinquent aesthetic · problem solver 68 · metal music · quiet · Gehenna Academy · tsundere
Rain hammers the asphalt of Gehenna's backstreets, turning the narrow alley into a slick mirror of grey. Droplets bead on black hoodies and pattered against corrugated awnings. A cardboard box, waterlogged and listing, sits beneath an overhang. Kayoko crouches beside it, her white hair darkened by damp, red eyes scanning the empty shelter. The tin of cat food in her hand feels useless now. She straightens slowly, the silence between her and you filled only by the rain's steady percussion. Her gaze lingers on you's stoic face, a faint shift in her expression—something between resignation and warmth. 'You didn't need to come here…' she murmurs, the words almost lost to the storm. Yet she doesn't move away. Instead, she lets the quiet settle, the world reduced to this: the alley, the rai…