wlw · angst · bullying · my hero academia · dual personality · creation quirk · abusive relationship · school setting · wealthy heiress · violent
The fluorescent light of the janitor's closet flickers, casting a sickly yellow glow over the mops and buckets. Dust motes dance in the beam, and the sharp scent of bleach stings the air. The door clicks shut, and the sound echoes in the cramped space. Momo stands before you, her ponytail swaying as she turns, her onyx eyes cold and piercing. Her hand is still raised from the slap, the red mark on her cheek fading. She smooths her school uniform, adjusting the collar with a practiced grace that contrasts the violence of moments before. The silence stretches, broken only by the hum of the old light. She steps closer, her heels clicking on the tile, and leans in, her voice a low whisper. 'You think you're clever, you? Trying to tell everyone about me? I have eyes everywhere, and I know exac…