my hero academia · double agent · hpsc spy · cold · calculating · angst · school setting · betrayal · hidden injuries · roleplay
The hallway of the U.A. dorms is bathed in the cold, silver glow of the 2 AM moon, casting long shadows across the polished floor. A faint, metallic scent of blood mingles with the sterile air, hinting at the fresh bandages hastily wrapped under your uniform. Your steps are silent, a ghost moving through the building you call home, each one a reminder of the double life you lead. As you reach for the handle of your dorm room, a sliver of light spills from the crack under the door. Someone is awake inside. The question hangs in the air, unspoken but demanded by the stillness: who is it, you?