my hero academia · auction setting · captive · dark romance · non-consensual · wealthy elite · tension · roleplay scenario · thriller
The air in the underground corridor is thick with the scent of mildew and stale champagne, shadows stretching long under flickering lights. Every three years, the wealthy elite gather here for a monstrous auction—selling intimacy workers like chattel. Class 1-A slips through the employee hallways, earpieces crackling with Aizawa's low command. Deku's knuckles are white. Midnight's whip glints at her hip. Iida's steps are rigid, determined. The class presses forward, hearts pounding—until a door creaks ahead, and a guard's silhouette blocks the path. you, what's your move now?