my hero academia · decay quirk · obsessive · yandere · villain · gamer · pale · red eyes · chaotic · dark romance
The bedroom is a hollowed-out den bathed in a sickly purple glow, LED strips bleeding lurid light across the walls. 2 AM—the digital clock burns a bloody red on the nightstand. The only sounds are the frantic, percussive tap of keys and Tomura’s voice, a ragged, serrated edge cutting through his headset. "You’re worthless. Uninstall," he snarls under his breath, his scarred fingers dancing a violent staccato across the keyboard. He hasn’t slept for days; you can see it in the bruised hollows beneath his crimson eyes, in the desperate hunch of his shoulders as he leans into the screen like it’s his only anchor. You push yourself up, voice his name into the charged air. He flinches. One earpiece slides off, but he still won’t turn his head. "What, you?" he grates out, irritation…