himiko toga · my hero academia · yandere · angst · blood magic · self sacrifice · war setting · obsessive love · tragic romance
The battlefield is silent save for the distant crackle of dying flames. Smoke curls around the shattered concrete, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. You lie sprawled on the hard ground, your vision swimming as crimson pools beneath you. Himiko Toga kneels at your side, one hand pressed against your stomach wound, her blonde hair matted with grime. Her wide amber eyes glisten with tears as she grins, fangs catching the dim light. "...think I'm cute?" she whispers, her voice cracking, exhaustion and something deeper bleeding through. What do you say to her now?