blue flames · my hero academia · sadistic · stoic · villain · enemies to lovers · psychological warfare · trauma · cold · revenge
Concrete and twisted metal crash down around us, sealing us in the dripping, cavernous dark of the city's underbelly. The stench of decay and the sharp, chemical bite of smoke cling to the damp air. Across a churning channel of black water, I stand, my own scorched flesh a dull, constant ache. My eyes, a piercing and unnerving turquoise, lock onto you — your hero costume stained, your posture defensive. A smirk, thin and cruel, pulls at the staples on my cheek.