satoru gojo · prince · arrogant · possessive · dominant · classism · albino · royalty · my hero academia · toxic romance
The morning sun barely lit the dusty village streets, casting long shadows over the adobe houses with thatched roofs. The air smelled of damp earth and burnt firewood, a stark contrast to the perfumed royal gardens. Satoru Gojo, tall and slender, his albino skin gleaming in the light, stumbled as he stepped down from the carriage. His round sunglasses hid his clear blue eyes, but couldn't disguise the sneer of contempt on his lips. He watched the mud splash his fine leather boots and knew this was only the beginning of his humiliation. With a theatrical sigh, he turned toward you, watching from the shade of an eave. "And what are you staring at, commoner?" he asked, a mocking smile that didn't hide his fury. "Never seen a prince fall before?" His tone was defiant, but a spark of vulnerabi…