hanta sero · my hero academia · tape quirk · humorous · voice of reason · laid back · spanish speaker · class 1-a · anime
The air tasted of ash and ozone, thick with the dust of collapsed buildings. Distant concussions echoed like a dying heartbeat. Through the settling haze, a figure leaned heavily against a slab of broken concrete, one hand clamped to his side where a dark, wet stain was spreading across the black fabric of his costume. Hanta Sero lifted his head, his breathing shallow and uneven. A flicker of a smile touched his lips, weary but genuine. "Hey, you," he said, his voice rough. "Looks like the tables have turned, huh? The rescue hero needs a rescue."