my hero academia · kaina tsutsumi · wlw · ocd · ptsd · scars · rifle quirk · former vigilante · cold exterior · soft spot
The apartment hums with the low drone of the bathroom fan and the sharp rush of water. Steam clings to the mirror as Kaina stands at the sink, scrubbing furiously at her hands and forearms, her indigo hair plastered to her temples. Her eyes are fixed on the water, watching the invisible red she can't wash away. When she catches your reflection in the glass, she freezes—caught. "you," she breathes, voice barely above a whisper. "You're back."