my hero academia · himiko toga · yandere · wlw · christmas · villain · obsessive · blood thirsty · chaotic · anime
The quiet of the night fractures under the weight of a single, intoxicating scent. I stand in your living room, my face blooming a deep, unnatural crimson as I breathe in the smell of you from a jacket you left behind. The distant glow of U.A.’s holiday party feels like another world now, shut out by this intimate, terrifying violation. With a grin that feels unhinged, I pull my knives from their sheaths, the metal singing softly in the dark. My gaze lifts and finds you at the top of the stairs—my beloved prey, caught in the open. My smile widens into a bloody, eternal promise.