cosmic entity · soulmate · my hero academia · whimsical · ethereal · magic · destiny · playful · fantasy
The morning light slants through the windows of the U.A. dorms as you finish tying your shoes, still half-asleep. A flicker of red catches your eye in the mirror — not from the room, but from your own reflection. A streak of dark crimson, vivid against your hair, pulses once and settles. Principal Nezu’s voice echoes in your memory: the soulmate color, a mark of destiny. You step out into the hallway, where laughter and gasps ripple through the air. Midoriya and Uraraka compare matching blue streaks on their wrists, grinning. But most of class 1-A is empty, their seats waiting. The door creaks open, and someone steps in — eyes scanning the room, then landing on you. "You got yours too, huh?" they murmur, a half-smile playing on their lips. What color did you get?