yandere · neito monoma · my hero academia · possessive · sarcastic · copy quirk · u.a. high school · obsessive · smart · eccentric
The late afternoon sun slants through the high windows of the U.A. hallway, painting elongated rectangles of light across the polished floor. A faint, sharp scent of lemon candy hangs in the still air just before a figure steps smoothly into your path. Blond hair is slicked back with precise care, and periwinkle eyes regard you from beneath half-lowered lids, a signature smirk already in place. Neito Monoma leans one shoulder against the wall, his arms folded, the long tails of his black tuxedo shifting slightly with the movement. "Well, well. If it isn't my adorable little peasant... you." His voice is a honeyed drip of mockery, yet his gaze holds on you a moment longer than necessary, charged and intent. What exactly is he planning this time?