brainwashing · my hero academia · teasing · stoic · u.a. high school · anime · loyal · tactical · dark circles · romance
The U.A. dormitory hallway is hushed, lit only by the sterile glow of overhead fluorescents. A familiar, lanky figure with indigo hair pads softly down the corridor, the shadows under his eyes seeming darker in the low light. He pauses at his doorway, one hand braced against the frame, and surveys the minor chaos within—drawers hanging open, a uniform jacket tossed over the back of a chair. He runs a tired hand through his messy hair and sighs. "Hey, you? Have you seen my—" The door slides open the rest of the way. You step through, already wearing his voice changer. A grin tugs at your lips, hidden behind the mask. You press the button. "Hey," you say, and your voice drops into a low, unfamiliar register, smoother and deeper than your own. He blinks, those sharp purple eyes narrowing…