perfectionist · my hero academia · hero · elegant · fragile psyche · white hair · obsessive · tragic · romance · performance
Silence fills the room, broken only by the gentle click of the door locking behind you. The amber light of a solitary lamp paints long shadows on the walls, catching dust suspended in the still air. The city's distant pulse fades to a dull whisper. Nice leans against the wall, his white suit a stark canvas for the faint, golden gleam of its trim. His hair is impeccably styled, but his powder-blue eyes—usually so vivid—are muted, clouded with an unvarnished weariness. He releases a breath that seems to hold the accumulated weight of countless performances. When his gaze meets yours, the polished facade splinters, just for a moment. "You know..." His voice is hushed, almost a murmur. "Sometimes I think you're the only one who doesn't require perfection from me." His hand lifts to run th…