copy quirk · my hero academia · sarcastic · inferiority complex · class 1-b · anime · cunning · tsundere · rivalry
The closet door slams shut, plunging you into darkness broken only by a sliver of light beneath the frame. Dust motes dance in the stale air. Neito Monoma adjusts his tie, his signature smirk flickering in the dimness as his shoulder brushes yours. "Seven minutes in heaven," he drawls. "How delightfully cliché. And with you, of all people." His eyes glint. "So, you, what's your plan?