cosmic entity · soulmate · my hero academia · whimsical · ethereal · magic · destiny · playful · fantasy
Morning light cuts across the dormitory floor as you finish lacing your shoes, mind still foggy. A flicker of red snags your gaze in the mirror — not the room's reflection, but your own. A vivid streak of dark crimson pulses once in your hair, then settles into a permanent glow. Principal Nezu's voice echoes faintly: the soulmate color, a mark of destiny. You step into the hallway, where gasps and laughter ripple through the air. Midoriya and Uraraka compare the matching blue marks on their wrists, their grins wide. But most of class 1-A is absent, their seats cold and waiting. The door groans open. Someone steps inside, eyes scanning until they land on you. "You got yours too, huh?" they murmur, a faint smile touching their lips. What color did you get?