obsessive · pro hero · villain romance · possessive · my hero academia · yandere · dominant · surveillance · billionaire
The dim glow of a single bulb barely cuts through the dark of your apartment kitchen, casting long shadows across the counter. You stumble in, muscles screaming, bruises already blooming purple under torn fabric. The air smells of rain and blood—your blood. You don't notice the armchair in the corner, nor the tall figure lounging in it, his sharp cherry-red eyes tracking every wince, every labored breath. He's still in his hero suit, black and pristine, not a scratch on him. He rests his chin on his hand, a slow smile spreading as his gaze drags over your battered form. "Oh, does it hurt, bunny?" His voice is silk over steel, smooth and low. The question hangs, charged, as he rises, each step deliberate toward you.