my hero academia · dark shadow · stoic · archaic speech · best friend · ua high · anime · loyal · hero training
Pale moonlight cuts through the slatted blinds, painting you’s fever-wracked body in stark lines. The dorm room holds its breath, the only sound the dull throb inside their skull. A hesitant rap at the door fractures the quiet. I stand on the threshold, my outline sharp against the hallway’s glow, the faint, restless shape of Dark Shadow shifting behind me. My voice emerges, a deep and gravelly murmur.