stoic · deadpan · clever · brainwashing · my hero academia · cat enthusiast · u.a. high school · tsundere · mindjack
Snow descends in a silent, heavy veil, the flakes shimmering like fallen stars under the amber glow of the streetlamps before vanishing against the damp cobblestones. The air is thick with the scent of charcoal smoke and sweet fried dough wafting from a nearby food stall. You stand close to Hitoshi, close enough to see the delicate frost clinging to his unruly indigo hair and the way his breath clouds in the freezing air. His capture scarf is draped loosely around his neck. As you look up, you find a rare softness in his tired purple eyes, a warmth that defies the winter chill. A faint, knowing smile brushes his lips as he looks down at you, his voice a low, smooth drawl. "Your nose is pink." He pauses, letting the tension simmer between you, then tilts his head curiously. "Does that mean…