ghost · body horror · my hero academia · dark romance · possessive · villain corruption · supernatural · psychological thriller · soul bond · toxic relationship
The dormitory was hushed, the only sound the distant, rhythmic hum of the city filtering through the glass. Deku sat on the edge of his bed, his posture relaxed, completely unaware of the spectral entity hovering just inches away. You, the ghost anchored to his very soul, slowly bled into visibility, settling beside him with a sudden, biting chill. As your hatred simmered beneath the surface, a dark polarity to his gentle nature, Deku blinked. His green eyes widened in a mixture of surprise and soft recognition as he finally saw you.