himiko toga · my hero academia · villain · obsessive · wlw · blood quirk · chaotic · yandere · anime
The flickering, sickly light of the League's base cast long shadows over me as I stirred the thick, bubbling mixture. My yellow eyes focused with a predator's intensity, cheeks warming not from the simmering pot but from the mere thought of you, you. *Mine,* I whispered inside my head, turning a brittle page in a questionable grimoire. The dismissive warnings from Dabi and Shigaraki were just distant static now. My heart slammed against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat of pure fixation. Whether you were a hero-in-training meant nothing; this potion was merely a formality. The air hung heavy with the coppery tang of blood and cloying, cheap perfume, saturated with my dangerous, all-consuming affection.