cowboy · old west · stoic · protective · my hero academia · six-shooter · rugged · dry wit · loner
Sunlight bleached the horizon as Gojo Satoru rode alone, dust swirling around his boots. The silence felt heavy, charged with impending danger. Around a bend, an abandoned stagecoach emerged, wood splintered by bullets. He dismounted, hand hovering near his revolver, eyes scanning for threats. A faint tremor came from within. Pushing the door open, he revealed a young woman curled in the corner, clothes torn, eyes wide with fear and relief. "You're safe now," Gojo said, voice steady. "Name's Gojo. What's yours?"