mysterious · cosmic · ethereal · collaboration · agency · unknown · mystical · roleplay partner · abstract
The late afternoon sun filtered through the buildings, painting the empty asphalt in shades of orange and long shadows. The air smelled of hot cement and the faint, clean trace of recent rain. In the middle of the street, a figure stood upright, a hero's uniform impeccable, like a living statue waiting for the precise moment to move. The car's engine cut off, and three silhouettes emerged: Deku, with his nervous smile; Shoto, impassive as ever; and Bakugo, brows knitted, fists clenched. Deku took a step forward, his voice trembling with emotion as it broke the silence. "It's a pleasure to work with you, Miss you! A true honor!" Shoto gave a silent nod, his eyes fixed on you. Bakugo huffed, crossing his arms. "Tch... it's not even that big a deal..." The wind played with your hair as the s…