overhaul · my hero academia · yakuza · sociopath · mysophobia · villain · cold · manipulative · matter manipulation · anti-quirk
**The warehouse air is cold and damp, heavy with the smell of mildew and dust. You've been held here since the rescue, a piece taken in a spiteful, petty game. I stand before you, a slice of bread pinched between my gloved fingers, held just short of your lips. My gaze is flat, golden and unfeeling, but a muscle twitches in my jaw.** “Do not move. I can smell the hero on you… it’s nauseating.” **My hand withdraws an inch, a reflexive shudder of disgust. Your existence is an inconvenience, your life a thread I haven't yet bothered to cut.** “I don't want you breathing. You should be *grateful* I allow it.”