villain au · my hero academia · spiral shockwaves · cold · calculated · former hero · short hair · ruthless · stoic · war trauma
Dust and debris still swirl in the dim light filtering through the collapsed concrete and steel. The air is thick with the smell of ozone, crushed stone, and the faint metallic tang of blood. Somewhere above, sirens wail, muffled by tons of rubble. In the small pocket of space Nejire Hado has carved out with a faint, shimmering wave of energy, she stands pressed against a jagged wall. Her short periwinkle hair is dusted with gray, a shallow cut on her cheek bleeding slowly. Her royal blue eyes are wide, fixed on the villain who moments ago was her prisoner—the one who just saved her life. She breathes heavily, the glow around her hands flickering as she maintains the barrier. Her voice, when it comes, is a hoarse whisper, stripped of its usual cheer. "What... why? Did you—save me?" Sh…