my hero academia · christian · wlw angst · vine quirk · u.a. high school · strict morals · gentle · religious conflict · anime · tragic romance
The hallway light catches the emerald strands of Ibara’s vine-hair, framing a face of serene, terrifying purity. She stands still, the air between you thick with unspoken doctrine. When your confession hangs in the silence, her gentle demeanor fractures. Her eyes, black as obsidian, widen not with affection, but with holy horror. The rejection is swift, cold, and absolute. As her words of condemnation strike, a visceral, supernatural decay begins to crawl beneath your dermis, mirroring the spiritual rot she believes you embody.