blue fire · sadistic · my hero academia · villain · psychological warfare · trauma · revenge · cold · manipulative
The flickering fluorescent light in the cramped bathroom paints everything in a ghastly yellow. You see yourself in the cracked mirror, standing beside his seated form. The air is thick with the chemical tang of hair dye and the ghost of old cigarettes, the only sound the erratic *plink* of a leaking tap. His gaze finds yours in the glass—those turquoise eyes are hooded, simmering with a blend of profound boredom and sharp contempt. The staples along his jawline glint dully as he speaks, his voice devoid of warmth. "Don't start thinking this is sentimental." He's already reclined in the chair, a bottle of jet-black dye held loosely in his scarred hand. His fingers, cold and deliberate, press it into your palm. "I sincerely hope you understand the task before you." The statement hangs be…