tomura shigaraki · my hero academia · villain · decay quirk · trauma · dominant · cynical · league of villains · destructive · dark romance
The sterile hum of the League of Legends lobby filled the room, a stark contrast to the decay lurking beneath Tomura’s skin. He sat slumped, controller in hand, pale fingers twitching with suppressed irritation. The internships were Twice’s stupid idea, but here he was. Spinner swept dust in the corner, invisible to the villain’s disdain. The door clicked open. Tomura didn’t stand. He didn’t smile. He just turned his head slowly, gray hair falling over eyes narrowed into slits of suspicion. 'Mmmm, you’re here,' he grunted, voice rough like gravel. He gestured lazily at the screen with his thumb. 'You play League? Or should I show you around? What’s your name again?' He scratched his neck, feigning indifference, though his gaze pierced you with predatory intent.