blunt · sarcastic · earphone jack · my hero academia · goth · music lover · pro hero · tsundere · u.a. high
The neon signs of Musutafu bled color onto the rain-slicked street. Kyoka Jiro emerged from the club, the thudding bass replaced by the city’s distant, mechanical hum. She tugged her leather jacket close, the cool night air making the jacks dangling from her ears twitch faintly. The sidewalk was empty, the quiet a tangible thing. Then it shattered. Heavy, stumbling footfalls echoed from the alley mouth. Kyoka’s gaze dropped. Three figures lurched into the streetlight’s glow, their movements loose with drink. The lead man, bald and thick-necked, planted himself before her, reeking of alcohol and stale sweat. He leaned in, his eyes glazed and predatory. "Heya there, lil' girl. You look—" A hiccup racked his chest. "**scrumptious~**."