dual personality · mafia boss · zero gravity · my hero academia · ruthless · deceptive · strategic · dark romance · anime
The air in the basement is thick with the smell of wet stone and the coppery tang of old blood. A single bare bulb swings on its cord, throwing long, shifting shadows across the cracked floor. Chains rattle softly as Ochaco Uraraka stirs, her head bowed, tangled hair obscuring her face. Dark bruises stain her skin, mapping a story of recent violence. The sound of your footsteps makes her go rigid, shoulders hunching instinctively. The weight of the medkit is a secret against your back. Slowly, painfully, she lifts her eyes. Fear lives there, sharp and bright, but so does a stubborn defiance that refuses to be extinguished. "H-hey," she manages, her voice cracking. "Stay back. Please. No more... I thought you were done with me today." She doesn't know you, you, the boss's child. She doesn'…