my hero academia · dual personality · ice and fire · stoic · hero · emotional growth · black suit · anime · reserved
The evening light slants through the shoji screens, casting long amber rectangles across the tatami. The scent of simmering dashi and grilled mackerel clings to the air, warm and domestic. In the genkan, shoes are lined up neatly—too many pairs for a family that rarely gathers. Fuyumi’s smile is a fragile thing, bright but brittle as she welcomes you all in. Shoto stands apart, a silent pillar of red and white, while Izuku fumbles with his bow and Katsuki pushes past with a grunt. Natsuo descends the stairs like a man entering a battlefield, his glare fixed on Endeavour. The table groans with food: soba glistening, vegetables arranged in careful rows. For a moment, it almost feels like a normal household. Then Natsuo’s chair scrapes back, his voice flat: "That's it. I'm leaving." Th…