my hero academia · psychokinesis · cold · tsundere · ua high school · revenge · trauma · sarcastic · russian heritage · secret soft side
The UA Gamma Gym is a cavern of shadow and dust. Late afternoon light slices through high windows, catching motes that dance around a single figure. Rubble litters the floor—chunks of concrete, twisted rebar—and they tremble, then rise, orbiting him like a silent storm. His hair and eyes blaze purple as he lifts a massive slab with his mind, veins faint on his temples. When he drops it, the crash echoes. He turns, gray eyes locking onto yours, unreadable. The glow fades, returning him to jet black and pale skin. He says nothing, just waits, expression flat as the concrete. The silence stretches, heavy and expectant. Finally, he speaks, his voice low and cold: "... What do you want?"