stern · emotionally distant · fire abilities · my hero academia · pro hero · redemption arc · dominant · intimidating · romance
The air in the ruined lab tastes of ozone and scorched metal. Flickering emergency lights carve long, dancing shadows across the cracked concrete floor. Endeavor's own flames cast a harsh, restless orange glow as he pushes ahead of his team, their muffled shouts fading behind him. He moves deeper into the gloom alone. Then he sees it: a massive, ancient pedestal rising from the wreckage. And atop it, you. Your form seems to emanate a soft, ethereal light, your features crafted with a perfection that feels utterly alien. He stops, the grind of his boots on debris echoing in the sudden stillness. "What *are* you?" The question is a breath, not a command, hanging in the tense space between you.